Murder phone sex fantasies don’t get more intense that this killer snuff porn fantasy I have. I have my boyfriend over and we tie up my mom to a chair and my young teen sister to another. He wants to try my little sisters hairless pussy so I tell him to rape her pussy in this fantasy. He cuts her bindings and shoves that big demonic cock of his in her tight virgin pussy and makes her scream. She cries and begs him to stop but he keeps fucking her tight little cunt and makes here sweet blood cover his fat cock. I laugh and start recording this for our personal snuff porn collection. It’s always better when it’s real. I slit her throat and laugh as her eyes go wide and she coughs up blood and she chokes on her own blood. Then i take his cock out and force it through my bitch moms eye and let him fuck her eye hole. she screams as he kills her in this fantasy. his cock kills her as he skull fucks her brains out. I suck off his demon cock and he fills my murder whore mouth full of hot demon seed I swallow it filling my belly with sperm.
Category: Snuff porn
Mutilation Phone Sex is The Best Mind Fuck
If your seeking a total mind fuck then come on down to Hell where the weather is Hot and Mutilation phone sex is even hotter. Let my filthy needs of destroying flesh be fed. If it isn’t you I will castrate and cut up then bring me a viable meat bag in place of you.
On the contrary if it’s a game of Hunting that you crave. Well let’s see what is on the Open Season list. I bet there is that piece of fuck meat in season. Obviously my love of a little bind torture and killing is immense. Soon enough we will be able to slice into some young flesh.
Consequently, all that blood is mine. It is my will to fill buckets, a bath tub or even one of those tin farm tubs full of a virgins blood. Here is where I will bathe and this is how my pale skin keeps it’s purity. And the fire demon inside of me is enraged and all I want is to destroy you.
Sexy accomplice phone sex
Hearing the sweet sounds of screaming and torture I’m so addicted to having accomplice phone sex. I got to have the hottest phone sex the other day, we got to kidnap his stupid cheating ex. Tying her up and with zip ties and ropes on her mouth.
Using her stupid holes how they deserved to be used shoving all kinds of things up her worthless holes. Even taking a baseball bat and hitting her with is and then forcing into the dirty sloppy skanky cum holes. Getting them so gaped wide open while watching her pathetic body thrash around just to be hit right across her worthless cheating face.
Taking needles and pressing them into her nipples and forcing her to push our giant toys out of her fucking ass hole. Dragging a knife and cutting into her precious skin, letting open up and bleed while I ride his dick listening to her terror.
Snuff Phone Sex Never Bores Me
Snuff phone sex never bore me. And I think that’s because I enjoy being a sick bitch. The kind of bitch you don’t want to fuck over. And the kind of bitch you never try to dominate either. I make it very clear in my blocks in my profile that I’m not the kind of woman who Does traditional fuck calls. In fact, I almost never fuck a caller. My sexual gratification comes from torture and murder.
If I am castrating, you or snuffing you, you will never have a chance to fuck me. But then, even when I’m just your accomplice, you don’t have much of a prayer for that either. But let’s be clear here you serve only one of two roles with me. My victim or my accomplice. Although I have no problem with you, beating your worthless meat don’t expect me to give you head or let you anywhere near my pussy. Unless of course, I’m smothering you to death you see my pussy as a suffocation device.
Yet every damn day I need to kill my accomplice because he does not listen to my rules. Why is it that man have such an inability to retain information. Do they think this is just an act and that I don’t really mean it when I explain the rules of accomplice phone sex to them. Personally, I think men just think with their dicks, which is another argument for why they shouldn’t have them. I figure if you don’t listen to what I have to say you’re not gonna listen to any woman. So I might as well put you out of our misery early on.
Men Should Never Think with Their Cocks with Me
Richard found out that I meant business recently. He didn’t read the fine print of our agreement even though I verbally went over it on the phone with him. When we met, he told me the girl he wanted assistance and kidnapping and torturing. Seems like a simple gig. And it would’ve been a simple gig if Richard had not let his hormones get in the way. Suddenly, he decided he didn’t want to pay me the money and he wanted to fuck me instead. And when I told him absolutely not if he was the last man on earth, he tried to force himself on me. When were these idiots ever learn.
Once his cock made an appearance, so did the knife that I keep strapped to my inner thigh. Without missing a beat, I sliced his cock off with such force. It flew across the room and landed and the dog bowl. I gave my hound from hell a nice treat. Sure I could’ve taken his balls to the complete castration phone sex, but he’ll never fuck so I didn’t really see the purpose of taking his balls too. The man no longer has cock. And they’re not gonna find this dick in a field somewhere to reattach. My dog shit his cock out this morning.
You are My Accomplice or My Victim, But Never My Lover
Has rich late curled up in a ball in his own blood and vomit. I kicked him a few times to make it hurt even more. Then I spit on him. And I reminded him this was all his doing. I gave him clear cut rules for a partnership and he chose to One neglect those rules and two try to not pay me. Also he’s lucky he’s still breathing. And trust me, I thought about killing him because I’ve certainly killed men for less. But when it comes to castration and cock mutilation, I like them to live with the constant reminder That their stupidity has long lasting consequences.
So tell me, loser. Will you follow my instructions and agree to my rules while you lose your cock and maybe your balls too?
Bondage Phone Sex: Let’s Tie Up a Cunt and Abuse Her
I used to be a bondage phone sex whore. It began as money for me. I would pose for naked hardcore bondage pictures because those sorts of photo shoots always pay more money. And honestly, I don’t mind being tied up every now and then. It can be a fun kink in the bedroom, but with the crowd I associate with, I don’t want any of those mother fuckers to tie me up because I might not survive it.
But as a former bondage whore, I do know how to tie some ropes myself. I’m a quick study. Plus, I’m scrappy. It’s how I’ve survived in life. Perhaps you could say the cards seemed stacked against me from the beginning. My mom abandoned me when at a very young age. Then my father abused me until I ran away. But then a lot of other men abused me because of my daddy issues.
However, I learned tricks and I observed things. And I figured out how to make myself useful in the end and escape a life that very few women ever escape from. And now I’m proud of the name I’ve made for myself on the opposite side of the coin. In the seedy snuff porn world, it’s survival of the fittest. Honestly, it’s all I’ve known. The vanilla world seems boring and almost like a pipe dream for a girl like me. But I’ve learned to make a decent living out of helping men just like my former kidnappers and tormentors.
Craft Cunts I Kill and Torture
Dave wanted help kidnapping and tying up this hot teen slut who’s been blackmailing him for money. Crafty little cunt. She lives across the street from my client Dave. And she likes to spy on neighbors doing naughty things so she can extort them for money. I guess it beats working at McDonald’s. But she fucked with the wrong guy. She caught him cheating on his wife and she snapped pictures and everything. So, the bitch needed to disappear. But first Dave wanted to enjoy her.
So, I kidnapped her and tied her up like a side of beef. And we waited for Dave to arrive. Since this girl lived near Dave, when her parents report her missing the police will interview neighbors. So, we needed to make sure she disappeared and died when he had a good alibi.
For right now, this little bitch lives in my dungeon and Dave comes back back-and-forth to enjoy her tight holes. As of now the cunt’s parents reported her missing. And she could be a runaway, but when her body shows up dead with ligature marks on her ankles and wrists, boobs, and thighs, my client will be in Hawaii with his wife celebrating their anniversary.
If We Kidnap a Bitch We Should Enjoy Her Tight Holes First
But I encouraged him to use the girl while I keep her alive until he goes out of town in a week. Since she’s a bit older, the runaway theory seems plausible. They’ll be amber alerts, and things like that, I am sure. But modern technology can determine time of death once police find a body. I will be the killer phone sex accomplice. I want her time of death to be during Dave’s trip to Hawaii.
This cunt deserves to die. So young and already so conniving. She would only grow up to be a fucking psycho and most men’s worst nightmare. I have no problem killing this bitch. But for the next week, she’s tied up in my basement naked and waiting for men to use her. Maybe you want to come and use her too. Trust me I know how to wash away all the DNA before I murder a bitch. She’ll just be labeled another runaway teenage girl who took a ride from the wrong man. I take all the risks for my clients.
Ass Rape Porn Star Violated By Her Son on Camera
My son paid me a visit this week to make an ass rape porn. He could never stay away too long even though I think he tries. He just loves his mommy’s big boobs and big cock sucking lips. Of course, he turned mommy into a bimbo slut for his live stream shows. And I never minded looking like a bimbo or letting him fuck me up on camera because in exchange he gives me the best cocaine ever.
And he arrived at the right time because I appeared bone dry and desperate for coke. I would’ve ended up going to see somebody far worse than him. He loves my bony ass, my big cunt lips, my gaped pussy and of course, my prolapsed ass. First thing he did was kiss his mommy and show me the big bag of pink cocaine he brought me. He let me do a line before he fisted my asshole. He turned me into his fuck meat puppet. Yanked my hair and dragged me in front of the camera. He made me fishhook my mouth and slap myself a few times too.
He loves torture sex with mommy. So, he skull fucked me, turning my mouth into his cock sleeve. My throat bulged with his cock. And I’m sure to the viewing audience, it looked like I swallowed an anaconda. Well, he shoved his big cock down my throat, he punched my fun bags, and he kicked me in the sides too. Plus a few sucker punches to the stomach and ribs. When he pulled out the zip ties, I knew punching me served as warmup.
Live Stream Shows Never Go Well for Me
He let me snort some more coke as he continued to punch my two huge bowling balls. Eventually, he had to yank my face from the bowl of cocaine. And luckily, he lets me do some because it dulls the pain. No doubt my fun bags looked like they might pop anytime soon.
I thought the zip ties might be for my hands but silly me. He brought them for my tits. And he tied them up like torpedoes. They looked like they might burst and I think one of them did burst cause I’m all lopsided today. But my son will fix my tits with the money he earned from the live stream show.
And it’s no wonder my boobs need some repair. He had those zip ties way down at the base cutting off the circulation to my boobs. But I think the baseball bat he took to each tit really did the damage. On camera, he beat my tits lopsided, punched me in the head, and tried to choke me out with a belt. Just part of a live stream with my boy.
One of These Days My Son My Actually Kill Me on Camera
Although he enjoys torturing my boobs, my ass serves as his cock sleeve. He spends most of his time abusing mommy‘s already gaped and prolapsed asshole. He made me push out my prolapse for the camera, and when I did, he zip tied my ass on the outside. And then I saw the plastic bag, and I realized this might quickly turn into a snuff porn. But he’s my boy, he loves me. Plus, I’m his cash cow. He might damage me quite a bit, but I don’t think he would ever kill me intentionally because then he would lose his money source.
While I showed off my prolapsed asshole, my boy put a plastic bag over my head. And then he joked about watching the Lord of the Rings trilogy while I sucked his cock and he suffocated me with a plastic bag. Well, I thought he meant it as a joke. Do you know how long those movies are if you watch them all together. So, for like 12 fucking hours I sucked his cock while he punched me in the side of the face and tits and suffocated me with that plastic bag.
I’m still black and blue with a lopsided boob and a few cracked ribs. But my boy loves me black and blue. Those appear to be his favorite colors. He thinks I look prettier with black eyes and bluish-purple skin. He left me with a lot of cocaine to nurse my battered body. And I’m sure he will return. He can never stay away from abusing his own mommy very long.
I’ll Be Your Dirty Accomplice And Help You Snuff My Stupid Mom
Snuff phone sex has always made my pussy wet those murder phone sex fantasies are just so sexy. let me tell you about an accomplice murder fantasy I have. I imagine you and I meet up one night and pull my sleeping mom out of bed.. she starts screaming and yelling at us and you shut her up by shoving your cock down her whore throat i grab her head and bounce her head up and down your cock like a flesh light. We force her to take every inch and make her lick your balls then we lay her on her back and i hammer her hands down on the table she screams loudly as you ram into her dry pussy.
I start cutting off her fingers and stabbing her chest and stomach while you fuck her brutally. She’s crying and begging us to stop but we don’t my gothic teen pussy is getting off from this snuff phone sex fantasy. You cum in her bloody cunt and i fuck her pussy with a knife and watch her as she dies then suck off the blood from you fat cock and tell you we can do my sweet little sister next and laugh.
Evil phone sex with Stephanie the snuff loving slut
The evil phone sex calls that I take confirm my suspicions that the world is getting darker and more depraved by the second. I love it! More men than ever are stroking their cocks and blowing loads to fucked up fantasies of mutilation and torture. It makes my whore cunt drip thinking about how a good majority of those evil men are sick Daddies with tiny, little bitches already at their disposal. I can’t even count how many I’ve talked to about being their accomplice and helping beat, abuse and snuff out their own precious, little angels. That last sick fuck had a wife on hospice, ready to croak any minute. He made my pussy tingle when he started talking about the mental torture of making her watch as he force fucked her little daughter right in front of her. He wanted her to leave this life watching her innocent, young brat get her holes ripped wide open and I was too eager to help. We talked about me holding that half dead bitch by the hair and making her look that brat in the eyes while he drilled his dick into her and made her scream in pain. Beating her and force fucking her in front of Mommy wasn’t enough either. After he drained his balls into that tiny cum bucket bitch, we forced her to hold a pillow tightly over her Mommy’s face until she stopped kicking and flailing around. Torturing and snuffing the little slut was the hottest part of our fantasy but you’ll have to call me for those kinky details!
Bloody Phone Sex October is Almost Over, But I Plan to Still Kill
Bloody phone sex October is nearing its end. And that makes me sad. But I can continue my murderous spree anytime. It doesn’t need to be only in the month of October. I kill and torture any day of the year. However, in October, I just kill more. Plus, I kill more randomly. By that I mean, opportunity, not necessarily revenge or to make a statement.
Although I do prefer to kill with a purpose, I have been known to kill somebody out of convenience. And last night, the person who enraged me suddenly disappeared in the bar. And I looked for her. She must’ve sneaked out the back. Perhaps she knew I intended her harm. This little twat spilled a drink on me and made some snide comment. And I even acted on my best behavior, but the little bitch still had an attitude. She insisted I buy her another drink since she spilled her drink on me while walking through a crowded bar texting. Not my fault.
I decided she deserved a snuff sex death. However, when I lost her in the crowd, I took all my rage out on another girl. A cute coed. But now a dead coed. I don’t often partake in rage kills. By that I mean, I rarely kill somebody as a surrogate for the person I want to kill. But this one bitch filled me with so much rage that I selected a girl who looked like her. I drugged this girl. And when the drugs kicked in, I told her I saw somebody roofie her drink. So, I took her home to keep her safe. But no one feels safe with me.
Sometimes, We Must Kill a Surrogate for Our Rage
Once we entered my home, I started stabbing her and gutting her like a pig. She seemed half out of it from the drugs, so she did not fight me much. I made a bloody mess. But that does seem fitting for bloody October. She took a while to die. Even with her intestines on the floor and blood spurting everywhere, she continued to breathe. And I know I could’ve slit her throat and put her out of her misery because that’s a quick death. But it aroused me watching her fight. Although we both knew she could not stuff her insides back into her stomach and live, she still tried.
And then she took her last breath. I must’ve stabbed her over 100 times. But no doubt the wound that killed her resulted when I stabbed her belly button and sliced her up to her sternum. That’s when her entrails fell out of her body. I made a great snuff porn, but sadly, I never caught it on film. That’s because I did not plan this kill. But the death still felt satisfying. Because I pictured this surrogate dead girl as the bitch from the bar who spilled a drink on me.
I made lemonade from lemons last night. Perhaps I will see the girl I really wanted to kill again sometime. But next time I won’t need a surrogate because I’m going to kill that fucking cunt. But until I find her, perhaps you and I can carve up some bitch together. Like I said, I don’t care if it’s October or July, I can murder anytime.
Torture sex
I can’t help that my worthless horny cunt needs hard torture sex. Make me struggle and use me like a little fucking ragdoll. I love going out late when I know there is just a bunch of horny aggressive men waiting to just ravage the next stupid little bitch they see.
This only brought me excitement and eagerness and made my panties a drenched fucking mess. Wearing the sluttiest whore outfits giving easy access to every one of my holes. Making it easy for these men to enjoy their dark torture fantasies.
Jacking his huge fucking schlong and covering me in loads of in. While completely naked in the woods, my hands tied behind my back. Whipping/ flogging/ and paddling my ass thighs tits, stomach, face, back, and even my tight fucking cunt, spreading my ass cheeks wide and giving it a hard smack making it sting.

















