I know that taboo phone sex can be kind of scary! I love scary! Especially when it’s all inflicted onto me and my whore body. I know you have your pretty girlfriend there as your accomplice for me. She brings you girl after girl and it looks like I am the next girl. I am your next girl. The next victim that you’re going to use and abuse at your hand. Her hand as well! You love when she brings out the scary-looking tools that she owns that scares me and every other slut you have and own yourself! What do you demand her to do? What does she do to my body that makes you so hard! Maybe she rips out my insides and makes them my outsides?
Category: Snuff porn
Snuff me out baby
Come over and make me your stupid slut. I want you to make me have snuff sex with you because I am the dirtiest little bitch ever. I am pretty sure you want to see me bleed out because every time you see me cry, you get extra hard. You know you will make me your little bitch. You don’t even need my consent.
You are free to fuck me over however you want. Women were meant to please men, and we are all pathetic and inferior. Feminist whores need to know their place, and it is beneath a man sucking him off and letting him beat her to a bloody pulp. I have allowed every man that has crossed my path to make me wish I was dead by all the pain they cause my cunt.
Snuff Queen Slut
Your snuff queen loves to take things to a whole new level of bloody fun! I bring in all the things you need for our snuff fun. I have all the fun new toys and all the young ones or milfs you may need to watch me torture! Play out your rape fantasy on them while I tear out their insides for you to use as hot lube! I can bend them over for you, spread them apart, and spread them open so their insides spill out after being gutted by my favorite knife! I’ll do all the work for you! Hide the body and bring you a new one. Get ready to use up all the whores I have for you!
Bondage Phone Sex Went Wrong
He asked me if I like bondage phone sex. I said no. It was sort of a lie. I do like to be tied up, but I hate not knowing what will happen to me next. I mean when I am tied up, I am vulnerable. Very vulnerable. A man can do anything to me. And he usually does. My last bondage situation was not good. Not for me. For the man, it was a different story. I met him on Tinder. He said he wanted to party with a milf. To me, it was a chance for free drugs. If I had to fuck him, that was a small price to pay for getting free coke. We were doing lines and talking. Everything seemed to be going well until he wanted to tie me up. He explained that it was just for shits and giggles, and to get me in a beach ball position to fuck me. I fell for his line of bullshit and the next thing I knew, I was being used for a gangbang rape porn. He had a bunch of friends waiting for me. I never heard or saw them, but they were waiting in stealth in another room. They all fucked my ass. It was gaped open, sore, prolapsed, and oozing jizz. They laughed at how big of a hole I had. They pissed into my gaped asshole and even fisted me. I had rope burns because I was struggling to get free, but I could barely move. I wanted out. The coke had worn off and he was not giving me anymore. I begged for a hit. Anything to take the pain and shame away, but he wanted this mommy whore to feel the pain and the shame. So yeah. That was my last bondage experience. Can you understand why I might not want to jump back into getting tied up again.
Bloody Phone Sex Massacre Weekend
I enjoy a bloody phone sex massacre. Honestly, the bloodier the better. When I am in a massacre mood, I take my victim to my kill shack in the woods. It is not on any map, and I can get as messy as I want because no one will find the remains. This little shack is not in my name either. I inherited it from my grandpa, but for 70 years this shack has stayed off of anyone’s radar. My grandpa built it. I was told it was his hunting cabin, but I knew it was where he took his victims. My grandpa was a serial killer. A thrill killer who never got caught because he did not have a pattern. He taught me everything I know about hunting and killing. I enjoy killing free from restraint. If I kill a person on their turf or in my home, I must worry about DNA. Out in my kill shack, however, the coyotes will take care of the DNA for me. I took this teen whore to my cabin over the weekend. She went willingly because she thought she was auditioning for a horror movie, not a snuff porn. I was just in the mood to mutilate a pretty young cock tease. I was solo on this kill. That is because very few people know about my cabin in the woods. Once they have seen it, I need to kill them. That is how no one knows about it. This girl was a teenager. Her name was Jenny. I drugged her and dismembered her body after I disemboweled her. I like to feed the wild animals protein rich organ meat from tender age victims. It is good for them. I gutted her in my basin tub. Drained her body of blood. Removed all her organs and then carved off every limb. It was a bloody mess, but wicked hot fun for a sick bitch like me. I fed all the remains to the wild animals, then I bathed in her warm blood like a witch. It was a wonderful weekend. I condensed the story obviously to fit in a blog, but it is a long and sordid tale of death and dismemberment. My kind of weekend.
I Know What You Need
I have been partying for days and I am not ready to stop, want to join? I don’t mean that pussy shit either. I mean hardcore partying, the kind of partying that leaves little bodies on the floor if you know what I mean. The kind of partying that would make the headlines. I don’t care, I am not shy about it, I am always pushing it. I had a guy the other day who thought he would try to dominate me, that was a big N O. Anyways, I let him start with his act, big, bad, and degrading and then I stopped him mid-sentence. The shock was incredible and my pussy pulsating with the power I was about to unleash. I worked him into a ball of putty. A ball that I would mold and control. I knew what he wanted before he did. A strong woman to make him do things. Not just things but very perverted degenerate type of things. The kind of things that involve little bitty tiny holes. Virgin pussies and virgin asses and flat chests. I tend to throw in a little cock and ball action too, you know for fun. Anyways, I had a blast, and he wouldn’t stop cumming. I knew what he needed before he did, and I know what you need too.
Prostitution For Daddy!
Tonight daddy told me to get dressed up really slutty so I could make him some extra money! I woke up to a gift from daddy and brother, a little pink lingerie set with a pretty bow on the back, it was prettier than any of my other clothes so I was excited to wear it. Little did I know that daddy had a plan to rent out my little pussy for some drugs and extra cash. Daddy tied me to the bed and gave me two molly pills so I got really wet and horny for any cock in my cunt. Two guys entered my room together with their dicks so hard, I loved the way they fucked me, they took turns stuffing my holes and making me cum on their dicks. I had a cunny full of cum within a few hours and all I could think of was taking more cock in my holes all night long.
I Want o Be Your Accomplice Phone Sex Partner
I love being an accomplice phone sex partner. In the world of submissive slaves, I paid my dues. I worked myself up the food chain and have earned the right to help you kill and torture little sluts. Some guys even hire me to procure them a tender age slut. As a woman, I can lure a girl to her demise much more easily than a man. Girls lack the same stranger danger feel for women that they do for men. I am here helping men fuck little girls because of that. Over the weekend, I helped Stan. As a slave, I watched masters, even my own father, trap young girls and do very bad things to them. I know what I am doing. For almost 20 years, I sat back, watched, and learned. Now, I am in the driver’s seat. I brought Stan, Ashley. She was this cute little raven-haired beauty queen. She resembled his niece who has been cock teasing him since she was in diapers. He likes to watch the little Miss Sunshine girls. He books hotel rooms where little beauty pageants occur and watches the little contestants strut their stuff. I made his dark fantasy of exploring rape phone sex fantasies with one cum true. I posed as a pageant parent, kidnapped one and brought her back to this seedy by the hour motel where Stan was waiting. His dick was already hard from the anticipation. I had her drugged and dressed in her gown and a tiara on her head. She was a cutie. He was balls deep in her virginal cunnie when she woke up crying. I gave her a hot shot and she passed out again. Turns out I overdosed her. I am still learning my drug dosages. He got to fuck his beauty queen and explore his more morbid sex with dead bodies fantasies, and I got paid. I ditched her lifeless body in a field 100 miles away from the crime scene. Her body likely will never be found and if it is, her death will be penned on some P man on the registry. I am a great accomplice.
Snuff Porn Sunday
Snuff porn Sundays are a thing with my stepson and me. My husband is watching sports all day and I go visit his boy. My husband thinks my relationship with his son is maternal. It is nothing of the sort. I go to visit him so I can get some free coke. Well, I guess it is not really free because I have to work for it. And his relationship to me is out of necessity. He needs me. I am his cash cow. I am his 911 call because if he needs money, I can help him make it. He needed money. I needed coke. We helped each other out early this morning. When I arrived, I knew the drill. I knew I would have to subject myself to his violence. Today was a bit different. He had another woman tied to a chair waiting for me. I was not sure what was going to happen, but I was nervous. Since she was tied to the chair, my guess was she was not there to hurt me. He was going to abuse two hot milfs at once. He started on her, and what he did made me nauseated. He burned her flesh. First, with cigarettes. Then with a hot poker from the fire place. The Bitcoin sounds were going crazy. He was making bank. What was he going to do to me? Her flesh was peeling off her body. He was going to kill her. He has never killed a woman before. At least not to my knowledge. Then suddenly, he untied me and told me to pick up a poker. It was not a choice. I could tell if I was not his accomplice phone sex partner, I would be tortured to death too. The Bitcoins were on fire and so was this woman. I felt guilty and sick to my stomach over what I did. My stepson is a murderer and I helped him. But I survived and I got coke.
Cheating lover dick chopping
My boyfriends been fucking around on me with some young whore. I’m so pissed, but I have a plan. A Lorena Bobbitt type of plan. But this mother fucker wont be getting his dick reattached! And he won’t be asleep in bed when I hack it off with a butcher knife. I’m going to invite his little lover over and make her watch as I cut his cock right the fuck off. He walked in today with her sitting in the kitchen as I was sharpening my knife set. He thinks I don’t know that my niece and him are screwing behind my back! The stupid fuck didn’t even see the new hamburger grinder on the counter. I saw him ask why she was here and start acting strange. I’m going to act like I have a headache and go to bed and wait for him to sneak out into the teen whores room! Once full inside of her I’m going to sneak up behind him and chop his cock off while still in her little tight teen pussy! I will grind it up and force my niece to eat her sister’s boyfriend’s cock!

















