Category: Snuff porn

Knife Play Phone Sex Never Catches Me Off Guard

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex brings me joy. I am never without a knife. Usually, I have a few knives strapped to my body. If you cannot tell, I’m a sharp objects fan. I never use a gun. Why? Simple. A knife requires more skill and more precision. Plus, it makes the torture linger. What fun is a quick death?

If you cannot tell, I am a sadist. I talked to a guy last night who wanted to know the real me. Not the persona. But for me, that’s hard to differentiate because I’m not a normal girl. I don’t sit around and do things like paint my nails, go to clubs or pick up random men to fuck. I like horror films, snuff films and mutilating men’s junk. But I also like kidnapping and torturing young girls and women too. I am an equal opportunity sadist.

Last night, all I wanted to do was enjoy some absinthe at the bar and listen to some sisters Of Mercy. And it appeared to be going splendidly until some cunt walked into the bar like she owned it. She did not appear to be a goth girl either. So, no way a vanilla girl could own that bar. She came in bitchy as fuck. And started getting rude with everyone.

I couldn’t let that shit slide on my watch. I can literally get away with murder in that bar and nobody says a word to me. That’s because I take care of the riff raft. And I take care of the cunts and bastards they try to prey on a Goth girls. What you might not know about Goth folks is that we take care of each other. We have each other‘s back.

No Karens Allowed. We Fuck Up Cunts in a Goth Bar

So that fucking Karen walked into her own private hell. And she became a snuff porn star instantly. I tripped her as she was running towards the back yelling at us all. I hopped off my ball stool, grabbed her by her high ponytail, slammed her head into the bar until her nose bled. No one called the police.

 In fact, they cheered me on. While the bitch laid on the ground bleeding, trying to get her bearings, I kicked her in the cunt. I took my spiked heel, jammed it into the palm of her hand. Pulled out my knife strapped to my inner thigh and removed a few fingers.

I invited my fellow Goth patrons to trample and kick her too. This bitch did not survive the night. Because she walked into the wrong bar. She had the wrong attitude. And we are all tired of perfect looking Barbie dolls making our lives hell. So, this felt long overdue attribution. Maybe not her specifically but girls just like her.

We completely mutilated the bitch. Turned her body into a pile of flesh. blood and sinew. We don’t wear sensible shoes in a Goth bar. We wear spiked heels and spiked boots and steel-toed shoes. So, we fucked this bitch up with our feet and my knife. We spit on her. Humiliated her. Stabbed her. And completely shredded her into little pieces. Then we fed her remains to the stray cats in the alley.

Snuff sex gives us a cathartic release. So never feel bad about wanting to kill some bitch or bastard. The world is filled with way too many of them anyway. The way I look at it, this is natural selection. Survival of the fittest. Weak bitches never survive around a group of sadistic bitches.

Taboo Confessions: Your Darkest Desires

Young voice phone sex

Let the darkest side of you out. I am the little bitch in your life, keeping all your sins to myself. And because every fucked kink needs to be fed, I feed you. My foul-mouthed, black soul feeds your bad lust. Have me beg for mercy as I take on the role of your victim. Let loose all your anger and horniness on my little white body. Beat me until I can barely speak and then slice my throat and fuck me while I’m gurgling blood.

Or have me weave a fucked-up home invasion with your perfect victims and me as your accomplice teen slut! Take me and make me your sex slave. Force me to perform the darkest of sexual acts on unsuspecting, innocent ones and their mommies. Keep your secrets with me, and I’ll give you my body and soul!

You’re the one in control, and I’m your willing plaything. You can do whatever you want to me, and I’ll take it all. Want to tie me up and leave me helpless? Go for it. Want to blindfold me and tease me until I’m begging for release? I’m yours to command. You can even make me your little pet, training me to obey your every whim. I’ll be your good little slut, always ready to please you.

So, you filthy pervs, keep dreaming about what you can do to me. But remember, if you want to make those dreams a reality, you know where to find me. I’m always ready to take on your darkest desires, no matter how twisted or depraved they may be.

Accomplice Phone Sex Provides a Taboo Experience for Men

accomplice phone sexI enjoy being your accomplice phone sex partner. Most times, I’m helping a guy kidnap and fuck a young girl. But on occasion, I get a client who wants to fuck a boy butt. And I don’t judge. From behind they all look the same anyway. Right?

I got excited over this gig. Because I find it easier to seduce a young boy or just convince him that I know his mother. Girls possess more stranger danger than boys. My client wanted a little boy too young for me to fuck. So, I had to lure him away with a motherly approach instead of a bimbo approach but believe it or not I can look like a mother. However, I am not sure I can act like one, but I can play the part temporarily.

Since school started back, I could lure a young boy away from school. Of course, I wore a disguise because cameras look like they are all over the place. The boy seemed scared at first, but eventually he really believed that I knew his mother.

His worst nightmare impending. Hardcore anal torture sex. Although I felt bad momentarily, I got over it when I saw the cash he gave me. To say the boy acted unwilling would be an understatement. This boy fought kicked, screamed and even bit me as I restrained him.

If Jack wanted a little boy to fuck. He came to the right woman. I got him the perfect tight little bubble butt. You couldn’t tell that he was not born a girl. My client informed me he’s been waiting half his life to fuck a little boy ass. And my response, “well it’s your lucky day that we met.”

Men, You Need Me as Your Accomplice

I knew he wanted some photos and videos to remember this night. So, I snapped some Polaroid shots. Men never put anything on your cell phone. That’s how you get caught. Get yourself an old-fashioned Polaroid camera and keep the pictures in a shoe box under your bed. This is why men need me as an accomplice. Most men think with their little head instead of their big head. And that’s part of being a professional accomplice. Keeping your client safe from the law.

So, I watched as he fucked that little boy ass. He destroyed that boy‘s butt too. I’m sure the boy never in 1 million years thought he’d be some old man’s ass rape porn star. And I thought girls screamed loudly. This boy screamed at the top of his lungs. And at such a shrill pitch, the dogs howled.

Eventually, I had to drug him. I might’ve picked the right look of a boy for my client. However, I picked a fighter. Once I drugged him, he became much more manageable. My client destroyed his ass. And gagged his throat too.

Ass Rape Porn Star for Soccer Dads

ass rape pornI have the perfect ass for ass rape porn. At least that’s what directors always tell me. When I was younger, I bought the line that they could put me in movies. I just didn’t know what kind of movies they had in mind. But it was much different than what I thought they meant. Now, I’m a bona fide hardcore anal porn star. Just most of my movies appear very violent and rough and can only be found on the dark net.

And I really don’t care who sees me on the Internet. My husband seems more concerned about optics than me. Fuck those stuck-up trophy wives. If they happen to see my pictures on the dark net, then they’re on the dark net for a reason. So, they’ll likely never say anything to me. That’s always been my philosophy about it.

Recently, the dad of one of my son’s soccer buddies showed up late at night. I thought he was looking for a son who was not with us. But as it turns out, he was there for me. And this did not look like a friendly visit. He started yelling at me, calling me names. Lots of vulgar names too. My husband would’ve put him in his place if he was home. However, he took the boys on a fishing weekend. Leaving me home alone. Was this dad stalking me?

Sometimes Lions Hide in Sheep’s Clothing

This guy started claiming I make snuff porn. And although true, I denied it. Deny deny deny. But that only seemed to anger him. So, I confessed. Told him about my drug addiction. However, I think he already knew. He held up a big bag of coke and said it was all mine if he could just take that ass. Normally I wouldn’t think twice. I take the bag of coke and do whatever the guy wants. But the guy looked angry. And he looked like he planned to take it out all on me.

I did what he wanted because my bigger issue might have become would he tell my husband all the naughty things I’ve done to get coke. So, in the bed that I sleep with my husband, I let the soccer dad violate my ass. And for white guy, he had one of the biggest dicks I’ve ever seen. This dude looked his cock measured over a foot long. That’s a lot of dick for my ass. Ouch.

Never Trust a Soccer Dad

However, a big dick never stopped me from being a whore. Midway through the rough anal sex, I began to doubt my decision. He had what a lot of women in the adult industry call the punisher cock. That just means a cock so big even when it’s just fucking you it feels violent. And everything about that soccer dad felt violent. He had a lot of anger in him, and he took it out on my ass. Of course, after the third thrust my ass prolapsed. And I guess I should feel grateful he didn’t zip tie it like my son does. But he kept trying to push it back inside just to rip it out again.

I kept praying that his stamina would give out. But he showed my ass no mercy. This felt like pure anal torture sex. And he threw in some choking, slapping and fisting of my cunt too. I felt so violated. And I know now this means he owns me. I traded my ass for Coke. And with a soccer dad. This is not some snuff director. I thought this guy was just a normal dad. But then I guess I bring out the worst in every man I meet.

Torture sex fueled by virgin blood makes a explosion

Torture sex is a salacious stench of sweat, blood, and forbidden pleasure. My eyes gleam with sadistic glee as I present to you an assortment of ravishing, helpless playthings – your very own slaves.Torture sex
Each petite, innocent creature has been meticulously handpicked for their untouched purity, their first blooming flowers of womanhood making them the ultimate delicacy for connoisseurs of carnal cruelty like yourself. Watch as I defile their pristine bodies, my cruel hands ripping away their modesty to expose the plump, virgin flesh beneath.
The agony and ecstasy etched upon their tender faces is enough to make me cum. But when you thrust your cock inside their helpless little cunts, it ignites a fire within my broken soul. Their mewling cries of pain and pleasure are but a symphony to my twisted ears.
As I tear into their quivering flesh, the very essence of their youth and innocence drips from their wounds, a potent elixir that courses through my veins and sets my core ablaze. We aren’t just making Snuff porn for your collection, we are making art. A depraved masterpiece that will leave all who dare to consume it forever changed.

Mutilation phone sex gets messy but feels so right

My Mutilation phone sex existence is a perpetual descent into the abyss of suffering and butchering. The smell of blood and fear has become an exquisite nectar. Anguish is my perfume, an intoxicating elixir that fuels my dark desires.Mutilation phone sexIn this realm of snuff, where life hangs by a thread, I have to make sure to be a really good girl. I don’t want to be the one on the chopping block. I always make myself useful for Master Daddy. I have all his favorite tools ready to go when he finds a new slut to play with.
He gets so hard when he starts slicing skin off his new toy. He likes to start with her tummy. He makes a long cut just above the belly button. Then he grabs the skin and peels it upwards so she can watch her skin getting ripped off.
Master Daddy taught me that Torture sex is an art form. Every whimper, every scream, every gurgling gasp is a brushstroke upon a canvas of suffering. I know he is God, soaked in blood with a massive hard-on that needs sucking.
As he creates new holes in that little slut I suck him. I know when he is ready to fuck when I feel his cock twitch. I pull it out of my throat and stick it in the new bloody fuck hole. He loves to cut off a bitch’s nipples and use her tits as a pussy.

Sex with Dead Bodies For The Dark Web part II

Sex with Dead Bodies

( Don’t miss out on part 1 click -> Here)

Sex with dead bodies was not something I’d ever thought I’d be doing. But since these 2 fucking sicko’s kidnapped me I’ve been doing a lot of shit I never thought I would. Getting fucked, beaten, and battered all for views on the fucking dark web.  The smell of the room nauseated me. Blood, flesh and now sex, all mixed up and permeating the entire room. I stood towering over Harry. Looking down all I could see were 3 mangled divides of meat. Clumped with brain matter, hair and blood. All of this was right where his head would have been. Beyond that, Harry was in perfect condition. His body was nice, sexy even. His cock stood at attention.

~Bang, Bang~

“Let’s go Cunt, and this time use your mouth first”

Falling to my knees, I stared looking at the mass of ripped and torn flesh. Thinking and wondering what Harry used to look like. I took his cadaver cock in my hands. It was cold, but so hard. Leaning over and slowly kissing the tip. My hair cascaded around his lap and cock.

“Look at the camera you stupid whore, viewers wanna see too” Randy yammered.

I tucked my blonde hair behind my ears and looked over at the camera. I sucked his frigid member into my mouth. It was like eating a popsicle that would never melt. Long, hard, deep strokes and sucks with my warm mouth. Unable to even fathom the idea that I was really blowing a dead guy, my thoughts raced. I wasn’t even crying anymore. Warming up that ice cold prick was the only thing I was worried about at that moment.

It was time to fuck him. How was I going to ride him, and not look at him?

I’ll just close my eyes

I positioned myself spreading my legs wide, and squatted over hamburger Harrys cock. I quickly mounted him. My mouth and warm spit has brought the temp of his dickcicle up. With my eyes closed, I Grabbed his dick  and angled it lowering myself on to it. His cock wasn’t huge, but it had a little bend in it.  That bend made the mushroom tip hit my G spot, perfectly.

Stroking with my cunt, my movements became faster. With each stride my g pot was getting hammered. Moaning softly, I was so close.

I didn’t even notice the deranged duo were standing right beside me. ” You are enjoying yourself, aren’t you whore?” Jarred, I stopped. “Don’t fucking stop now, keep going”

I closed my eyes tight and rode the departed faster and harder. I knew I was going to cum.  My moans grew louder, almost animalistic.

~Bam~

Ice cold Meat, blood, brains and gore smashed all over my naked body

I blasted off on his dearly departed dick.

 

 

Necrophilia Phone Sex with a Living Dead Girl

necrophilia phone sexNecrophilia phone sex turns a lot of men on. Men like me to play dead. However, there are men out there who want me dead before they fuck me. And I try to avoid men like that. But I’m not always successful. I owe this one drug dealer, Jimmy, a lot of money. It’s from many years ago, but I guess he never forgot the debt.

To a man like him, what I owe is minuscule. But to me, it seems like a lot. It’s hard sometimes for a druggie whore to scrape up a few grand. But Jimmy threatened my family, so I got desperate to find the money somehow. And the seedy under world of snuff porn is a quick way to make some serious cash. But it’s also a way to become seriously dead too.

So, I started pounding the pavement. I’m a little bit long in the tooth as they say. But that does not mean I can’t find somebody to work with me. It just means I must go deeper underground to find somebody willing to work with a used up old whore like me. And I found Dave. He would pay me what I owe Jimmy, plus 500 extra to go towards my next coke purchase. But I had to play dead. At least I hoped I was just playing dead.

Dave serves as a go-between. A go between talent and private collectors. Guys who like the one and done sort of movies, but I know how to play that well. As it turned out this little film that got me out of financial trouble almost cost me my life. I showed up per my instructions.

If You Want to Fuck a Dead Girl, I Can Play Dead Better Than a Corpse

And I glammed myself up. Apparently, the collector of the snuff flick I was about the star in likes a lot of makeup. And 80s style hair to take him back to the days when girls rejected him. I think this man is a former incel. The kind of man who cannot get pussy. At least he could not get pussy in the 80s when he was a teenager. Even though he has a lot of money now thanks to some smart investments, he still hates women.

The movie got rough. Of course, I can handle the rough fucking, but this guy did a lot of rough choking and slapping and strangling. I honestly thought I would die. But then I remembered the director saying just play dead. The guy is old. As soon as he takes your life, he’ll stop.

So, I tried to make my body lifeless with his hands around my throat. And it worked. I managed to get my entire body limp and unresponsive to his touch. But I’m not sure how I managed that. I really thought I was on that last of my nine lives there. However, the guy gave up once he thought I was dead. He paid Dave the money for the film. And once he was gone, I stood up, gasped for air, took my money and ran out of there.

I guess at least the guy did not enjoy sex with dead bodies or he might’ve realized I was just playing dead. My cunt would twitch and betray me if he fucked my “corpse.” However, my body acted just as he wanted. Just how he expected. He will always think he choked this 80s glam babe to her death, but once again, I came out on top.

Forced to have Sex with Dead Bodies for the Dark Web

Sex with Dead Bodies

You are made to do so much fucked up shit when you are just a toy for the dark web. Like being forced to have sex with dead bodies. Being forced to do anything keeps my tight pink cunt dripping. Even when I’m scared and crying, my pussy still craves to get fucked.

Cameras are rolling. A sadistic team of twisted fucks keep me locked up in a room. Naked with my tits and ass all bruised and scratched from their fucked up play time earlier. The heavy metal door swings open, and 2 huge black trash bags are drug in.I could see the form of bodies. When they dumped them out on the concrete floor, they made sickening thuds. 2 bodies, both men just lie lifeless on the floor in front of me. One had been shot in the head, the other bludgeoned to death. The smell of dead, rotting flesh filled the room. I screamed and cried. I had seen a dead body, but not like this.

They brought in 2 syringes full of some shit. I just knew they were gonna shoot me up with it. They like fucking with me, and keeping me high. But to my surprise, they walked over to the corpses and injected their dicks with the serum. “This’ll keep em hard”. They stabbed those huge shiny needles straight into their shafts, and those murdered boff bats sprang slowly back to life.

Oh my fucking God

I knew right then, what was happening.

The one psycho fuck who’s name I had overheard as Randy, went over and adjusted the camera. “See this, this little setup here is gonna bring in the cash, and you’re the fuckin cash cow little girl” I stared at the bodies, and got sick to my stomach. “What the fuck do I have to do?”

*Slap*

Across my face

“You watch your fuckin tone, Bitch. You don’t wanna end up like Those 2 do you? Besides, you look like you know your way around a couple of extra stiff dicks. Sure been gettin mine off the past few days.”

I cringed. Everything in me wanted to run, scream, cry…. something. But it wouldn’t do any good. I was naked, beaten, and had no idea where the fuck I was. These redneck fucks didn’t mind killing either, and I didn’t want to die. I’d do anything to save my my own life.

Redneck Randy Grabbed me by the back of the neck.

“Better put on a good show, your life depends on it.”

He said, through his stinking, rotten teeth. “We will be watching.”

I decided I would fuck hole in the head first. His skin was cold, moist and had a blue hue to it. The feeling of my hot pussy sliding down on his Icy cold dead dick, made me want to puke. But he was big. Bigger than any living cock I had ever fucked. I slid up and down, working my ass in a circle.

As his cock warmed up, it began to feel good. I was humping the shit out of that dead fucker, they wanted a show I was going to give it too them. I popped my little pussy on that corpse cock. Pinching my nipples I rode him hard until I came. I fell on top of him, and that chill went all over me again. Why did it feel so good?

I was almost embarrassed at how good it felt. To fuck a stiff, rigor mortis dense dick. I knew I had to fuck the second guy, and this was going to be a little tougher to stomach.

His head was smashed, into 3 pieces. It looked weird, but I had seen something just like it. His brains were in clumps tangled in his hair. I could smell the strong scent of blood, and putrid flesh. What did he do to deserve this?

” Fuck him you stupid bitch! 1900 people are paying to watch you fuck the shit out of these 2 stiffs, Quit stalling and Give ole hamburger harry some pussy “.

Hamburger meat, thats what his fucking head looked like. Hamburger Meat.

(Click for part 2)

 

Evil phone sex slut Stephanie wants to play

evil phone sex

What kind of evil phone sex scene makes your dick twitch, Daddy? I’m still horny as fuck from talking to a sick, twisted pervert about snuffing out his wife, her mom and her precious little sister. He’s my type of fucked up and evil, easily one of my favorite daddies to get nasty with. The kind of man that wants to stare at pictures of these dumb sluts and pound his dick while I talk about mutilating them and eating them piece by piece. I rubbed my slut cunt and talked about slicing into that youngest bitch’s belly and ripping her insides out while he was force fucking her tiny, tight holes. Her screams make my pussy gush so I make sure to torture her the whole time he’s ripping her pussy and asshole open with his big, stiff cock. By the time he tears her into one big gaped open hole, I will have already sliced her head off. While his wife and mother in law are tied up across the room, screaming and begging for us to stop, I’ll be holding that little bitch’s head steady so that he can slam his dick into it. Scrambled brat brains will be dripping from his dick when I force those other whores to suck him clean. I’m a freaky, blood thirsty whore who hides my depravity behind these fantasy calls so if you’re like me, then I can’t wait to get evil with you!