Category: Snuff porn

Bloody Phone Sexy Fun

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex? I drink my victim’s blood and toast their death. Last night, I bathed in my victim’s blood. She was a hot teen slut. Not as hot as she thought she was. Not as bright as she thought she was either. She fell for the scream queen test. I tell dumb cunts I am a talent scout for horror films, and they buy it every time. Not sure why, but every time, that is the line I use to lure them into my car and to my kill shack and to their deaths. I had this idea or plan, I guess, to torture this teen bimbo. I was bored and felt like prolonged torture and disfigurement was appropriate. I was in a murder and torture mode. The cunt tried to flee from me, tripped over the rug as I grabbed her pink hoodie, hit her head and died. Just like that my hopes and dreams crushed with a blow to the head. Can I tell you how disappointed I was? I planned for days which cunt I was going to mutilate. I was pissed off. It was too late to get another blonde bimbo at the mall. I got creative. I put on a strap-on and did what I do on necrophilia phone sex calls. That was fun, but not enough. I decided to exsanguinate her. I drained her blood. Drained it all into the tub and I bathed in it. Drank it too. Masturbated in her warm blood. Blood is a fountain of youth. I love how it makes my skin glow. I was left with some skin and bones and entrails. I am a generous sadistic bitch, so I fed her remains to the coyotes out back. Keeps them loyal to me if I ever get myself in a bind. Sometimes you must make the best out of a bad situation.

Gothic Phone Sex Fantasies: I Wanna Be a Vampire

gothic phone sexGothic phone sex means you are looking for darker fantasies like perhaps a sexy vampire fantasy. I am not a vanilla girl. I like dark fantasies. I am obsessed with vampires and monsters I prefer Dracula over the Notebook. Vampires are so damn sexy. I think of the vampire in Fright Night, Interview with a Vampire and all the sexy blood suckers in the True Blood series. I like to watch snuff flicks and horror films. I want to see blood. I want to see blonde bimbos like me running around getting mutilated and tortured. Sometimes finding a really hot snuff porn is difficult. Some movies look so staged with fake blood. That is why I am here, asking you to make a real snuff film with me. I guess I have a death wish. You just need a bitch like me who is willing to die for you. I think my ultimate fantasy is to become a member of the undead. A sexy vampire has his way with me. I got to thinking last night about filming vampire sex. Would you even see him on film? Or would I be getting fucked and abused by an unseen force? Either way, having a sexy vampire turn me, gets my shaved pussy wet. I would be a hot vampire like one out of an Ann Rice novel. Even if a vampire fantasy is not your thing, I promise you that I am good victim. You can kill me any way that makes you cum.

A Sadistic Bitch’s BBQ

 

Sadistic Phone Sex
Do you want to know what my greatest fantasy is? I need a partner to help me act out this sadistic phone sex fantasy! I want to skin a young woman alive, cut chunks from her flesh, and feed it to her raw. I’m a sick bitch, and her screams would only make my cunt drip like crazy. Nothing gets me wetter than the smell of fear and fresh blood off of some goody two shoes Karen looking cunt.
We’ll peel away the skin from her fingers and toes, spraying them with gasoline to purify her fucking wounds. I’ll unwrap her feet, her calves, her thighs. Her arms next, and then her back and stomach. I’ll leave her face for last. When she’s been flayed properly, and doused in gasoline, I want to cut from her legs, feed them to her bite by bite. I can avoid her major arteries and organs, so she’s awake and alive through the entire ordeal.
When I’m tired of the cunt, and I want my partner to fuck my brains out, I’ll just light a match and drop it into her belly button. She’ll go up like a torch, and those screams will be my favorite. The air will fill with sizzling smoke of something delicious; cooking flesh. I’ll roast her medium rare; cooked perfectly for an after fuck snack.

Torture Phone Sex

A Taboo Phone Sex Halloween

taboo phone sexIt is no secret I am a pain slut. That is why I am into taboo phone sex. I have harmed my body in more ways than one getting fucked up. I am not really talking about all the coke I pour into my body though. It is what I do when I am high. I make awful decisions that put me in precarious situations. I met this dude at a Halloween party last weekend. He wanted to hook up later and do some coke with a group of his friends. I agreed to meet him later. The address he gave me turned out to be for this abandoned asylum with a spooky history on the outskirts of town. Rumor has it that the place was condemned decades ago for abusing its patients and the ghosts of the tortured still haunt the place. Sometimes, the place makes the news because some teen boy or girl gets hurt ghost hunting or throwing an underground rave. I walked in cautiously because I knew the place’s history. I saw no cars. Heard no music. I did not think a party was happening. I was duped.  I could smell decay and piss. The halls were dark, and damp. I tried to flee to my car because I was not in the mood to star in a snuff porn. Some one grabbed me. I screamed. It was the guy from the party, but he looked sinister. He pulled me into a room. There was a bed, BDSM gear, and movie equipment hooked up to a generator. Fuck this shit I said as I tried to bolt. He grabbed me and slammed me so hard against the wall that I passed out. When I woke up, I was bound and gagged. He was fucking another girl, strangling her. She was fighting but losing her fight. He squeezed her throat so hard her eyes started to bulge and bleed. I was horrified. He did not want to party. He wanted to kill and torture me. I watched in shock as he dismembered the girl then fucked her dying body. I was next. I knew it. Then he made me an offer. Lure young girls to him and be spared. Do not judge me. Survival of the fittest.

Ass Rape Porn Underground Club

ass rape pornUnderground ass rape porn clubs popped up everywhere in the wake of COVID. For a submissive whore like me, that was great news. I made it my quarantine mission to try as many as I could. There is always going to be a risk at these places, and I am not even talking about the virus. Some clubs are gateways to snuff and the sex trade. I have been hurt at a few underground clubs in the past, but like a moth to a flame, I keep going to them. I love taking risks with my life. Not even I value my life. The last club I visited looked like many others. It was in an old warehouse in a bad part of town. Brick and mortar, dark and damp. There were sawhorses and anal torture devices around. Men in executioner clothes. I met a guy who took a shine to me. He likes busty blond bimbos. We went to a private room where he tied me to the sawhorse, so my ass was exposed and at the right height to be sodomized. No lube. No warning. He barely talked to me, except to call me the occasional name. He started out predictable. He fisted me for foreplay and then sodomized me. When my ass was not as tight as he expected, he got mad. I heard him at the table of devices. He grabbed something metal. I soon found out it was a metal hook. It felt cold and it hurt like hell as he rammed it in my ass. But that was nothing to what happened next. He hoisted me up in the air still attached to the hobby horse. My body weight and that of the hobby horse suspended only by a metal meat hook. I felt my asshole tearing. It was ripping. Too much weight being suspended. Suddenly, it ripped apart my asshole and I fell to the cold concrete floor. The sawhorse broke and my body landed sprawled out in the wreckage. I was crying from the pain. He just laughed and told me to get out of his sight. I do not think I will return to that club anytime soon. He brutalized my ass.

Knife Play Phone Sex Movie Maker

knife play phone sexI am a butcher babe made for knife play phone sex. I make dark underground films with my knife as the co-star. I am no Eli Roth or Rob Zombie, but my films are bloody and deadly. Halloween is over sadly, but that does not mean I need to stop hunting for undiscovered talent or making snuff films. I went through some old movies this week. I wanted some inspiration, maybe improve on past movies. I love duping wannabe actresses and actors into thinking they are making an independent horror film. When they scream and die on camera, the element of surprise makes it more authentic. That look of fear on their faces when they realize I make snuff movies not horror films is priceless. It has not even been a week since I made an underground film, but I was itching to make another one. So, I went looking for a starlet. I found a young teen slut cock teasing a man at the mall. They are easy because they are motivated by money and stupid as fuck. I asked her if she wanted to make some fast cash doing an independent horror film.  I assured her it was just smoke and mirrors. I took her to my cabin in the woods where I have my underground studio. I gave her the money upfront knowing it was going to be retrieved soon enough. I took a page out of one of my favorite movies, Hostel 2. I strapped her to a bean above the floor letting her think this was some witchcraft movie. I rammed a sword in her belly and gutted her like a pig. Her entrails and blood spilled onto my cabin floor. The look of surprise on her face as I twisted that sharp blade into her gut made me wet. It was a quick snuff sex death, but one with a ton of gore. I am a gore whore after all.

 

He had to die

taboo phone sexCan you imagine giving a little boy a girl’s name like Francis? If you do a thing like that you must hate him right? I know that once I met him I knew that he was a weak worthless man and he needed to be killed. I told him that I wanted him to be the star of my show, he thought that it was just some regular porn stuff but he was so wrong. He had no idea that I was going to kill him live in front of an audience until we walked out on the stage and they all started chanting “Kill Francis! Kill Francis!” Poor little bitch started crying and he didn’t even put up a fight! It’s like he knew that his destiny was to be killed by a Dominate Goddess like myself. I didn’t really even have to tie him up, I just beat him to death on the stage and he died like a little bitch just like he lived.

I Saw Him Walk Into His Daughter’s Room

accomplice phone sexI found the perfect job. He hired me for a nanny to his young ones. An easy gig and night as he had instructed me to give them Benadryl at bedtime. Unbeknownst to me, but much to my delight I found him entering his young daughters’ room one night. I stood by the door and watched through the crack watching as he climbed in bed with her. As she slept, he lifted her gown exposing her flat chest and pretty pink panties. Then he took out his cock, already rock hard, and started rubbing it against her tiny nipples and then up and down her panty covered cunt. Next, he pulled her panties down and rubbed the head up and down her slit. I was so turned on and my pussy was so wet that I put my hand down my shorts and started masturbating. After accidentally hitting the handle he stopped looking at the door. He whispered asking who was there. With my hand down my pants still I walked in and smiled. He patted the bed for me to join him. I sat on the other side of her. As he continued rubbing his cock up and down her slit, I started licking her nipples and rubbing my tits across her soft body. Soon we were both undressed and my face was between her legs licking her young soft pussy. He continued stroking as he watched. My pussy was soaking as I felt his fingers inside me. As I ate his daughter cunt, he fingered my hole. I orgasmed all over his hand and he held his fingers to his mouth and licked my pussy juices off. I then helped him rub his cock around her sweet hole. We even got the head inside of her, where he lost control and came hard and thick. I just smiled as I licked his cum from her pussy. Then we fucked in her bed as she lay sleeping.

Sadistically Skinning My Slut Of A Sister

Bloody Phone Sex

Every flick of my wrist drove the blade, dripping sweetly with bloody crimson revenge, across her skin. She screamed, begging and begging for me to stop hurting her, to stop cutting up her pretty porcelain skin. The grin that cascaded across my face was malicious, knowing my sadistic cunt was dripping from hell my sister was enduring by my hand, and that I was loving every single second of it.
“Baby girl, you should have shut the fuck up a long time ago. Now I’m going to make you.” I had already dropped the knife. Instead, a 12g. Needle, complete with my own special version of thread, sparkled in my hand. I was going to sew that bitch’s mouth shut. The thread? It was strips of her own fucking skin. I was tempted to sew up that cunt of her too, the one that taunted me about my infertility.

Torture Phone Sex
If I had a brat, I’d slaughter it anyway. Or, raise it to be a sadistic killer queen, just like me. The needle tore a hole in her lips. She screamed as I forced her jaw closed, fighting against her bloodied restraints. They cut into her skin with every pull, every inch of struggle. I didn’t care, fuck that bodaciously bloodied cunt. The new idea that slipped into my head split my face in the most terrifying smile, and the last, she would ever see.
I did sew up her cunt, and then invited my little boy toy over. He wasn’t little; six foot nine, an easy three hundred pounds, and build like a mastiff. He pulled out his throbbing fire crotch cock, and ripped her cunt stitching apart, slamming his massive dick inside of her now useless fuckhole. She was “screaming”, muffled through her lips. I was tired of her, so I started to pour water up her nose using a specialized funnel. With her lips sewn shut, I had decided I was going to drown my slutty bitch of a sister.

Evil Phone Sex

I Have More Than Killer Phone Sex Fantasies

killer phone sexDo you have killer phone sex fantasies? I do. I have a death wish. I was at a Halloween party. I was not at the party technically. I was being held captive in the basement as the entertainment. I was kidnapped while jogging earlier in the day. I was naked in a basement awaiting my fate in shackles. I could hear the music and chatter from what sounded like a big crowd. I had a ball gag securely in my mouth, so I could not scream. It was a moot point anyway. I was certain I was not among the company of anyone who would give a fuck about what happened to a strung out old whore like me.  Soon, my thoughts were confirmed. A masked man took me upstairs. Tossed me into the middle of the room and men in masks circled me like vultures waiting for a fresh meal. The masked horn dogs pulled at my tits and slapped my ass. They fish hooked my mouth to see how much cock I could take. They even poked and prodded my ass. I was going to be the star of a gangbang rape porn. It felt ritualistic. I feared maybe I would be fucked and sacrificed. They pulled on me savagely as they shoved cocks in any hole they could access. Shoved them in a few at a time gaping my cunt and ass. One the guys talked about another hole. I assumed he meant my mouth. I screamed as he spread me wide and tried to shove a big cock down my pee hole. Is that a thing? Fucking a woman’s urethra? It burned and bled. The pain was awful. If I survived, I knew I would never pee the same again. A couple men tried fucking my nostrils too which suffocated me when I had two in my mouth also. I passed out at some point. Woke back up naked, covered in cum, piss and blood in some abandoned building. I am not sure if they spared my life or I just barely survived a snuff porn.