Category: Snuff porn

A Bloody Deathly Fun Night

accomplice phone sexThe best part of being daddy’s accomplice besides the blood and torture is the deceitfulness and hot ass sex. It just seems hotter knowing that I will be their last lay. I love luring the victims into daddy’s torture pit. Tonight, I picked up a couple looking to have a threesome with a hot wild girl. I fit that description perfectly and then some. They latched on and we went back to the house. We undressed, smoked a bowl and got down to it. She was hot and he was hung so it was a pleasant prequel. Daddy always watches as I have my fun before coming into torture and terrorize. As soon as the man squirted his warm cum across my face daddy walked in with a knife. They were terrified and my pussy was wet again. I sat back watching as daddy tied them up, rubbing my clit and enjoying the show. He bound them to a hook facing each other. As he rammed a dildo up the man’s ass his dick got hard. Hard to imagine that pain can cause an erection, but it can. Daddy then took his hard cock and put it inside the woman’s cunt. She was crying and he was screaming but daddy was methodical. He made tiny cuts to their chests, backs and arms watching as the blood trickled down. He then stuck that knife deep in the woman’s fake tits and removed the implants. All the while his dick remained in her pussy. No matter how much they flinched it remained. After a while he finally slit the man’s throat and as he bled out daddy sat down beside me. I started blowing daddy as we watched him succumb. As daddy blew his load deep in my mouth, he smiled, zipped up his pants and went to finish her.

I took the lazy way out

taboo phone sexI was visiting my hometown last week, visiting family and whatever and I had planned on killing this family while I was in town. They were all assholes, real uptight churchy people, really insufferable pricks I’m sure you know the type. I wanted to do a home invasion type of thing and break into their house and kill them all in their beds after torturing them for hours but that didn’t happen. I got food poisoning and was sick as hell, and even after I got better I was too weak to murder people like that, I had to find another way. Well, as sick as I was I thought that would be a great way to torture someone else so I went out and bought a few different kinds of poison and mixed them into a beautiful cake and brought it over to them. I watched them eat it and one by one they fell ill. They were sick and choking on the vomit as their tongues and throats swelled shut, it was a beautiful sight to see. I watched them all die in front of me and I didn’t have to lift a finger, it was glorious.

I Love Making Snuff Porn

snuff pornSnuff porn inspires me. With it being my favorite time of year, snuff flicks are on my TV 24/7. I watched this Japanese one last night that sent me out to hunt. A man was force fucking and torturing young schoolgirls. They were little Geisha looking girls. Skinny schoolgirls with bald pussies and virgin holes. Their legs were long and lean. When they stood together, there was not enough flesh for inner thighs to even touch. The man had ropes around their necks and like some macabre puppet master he was pulling strings and choking them. A few he strung up and watched them piss themselves and swim in the air until their bodies went lifeless. I was wet. I was in the mood to recreate the film. I had no luck finding any Asian young cunt, but I did find young twin sisters. Stupid little girls believed I was a friend of their mother’s sent to pick them up. Their parents never warned them about strangers. My luck. I took them to an abandoned warehouse I sometimes use for making homemade snuff movies. It is abandoned. It is off the beaten path. It is perfect killing ground. I drugged my little victims and when they woke up, they were collared and naked. I had a camera rolling to catch it all. I could have used your help, but I am strong enough and sick enough to take care of two schoolgirls on my own. But if I had you, you could have fucked them. I love killing young girls, but I do not have a cock. I stabbed their bald cunts. I gutted them like pigs. And I loved every moment, but it would have been more satisfying for you to shred their little holes with your cock first. They died painful and gruesomely. I filmed it for my spank bank because I love watching little girls die by my hands.

Let’s Act Out the Snuff Porn, Together!

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Sure, you could go online and surf the net for snuff porn, or you could just pick up your phone and call me. Think about it – would you rather watch a pre-made video, or talk to a live girl who can give you exactly the fantasy you want? We could come up with a super hot role play and I know you’ll blow your load really hard for me. I’m not saying I’m the best at snuff role plays… well yes, actually I am saying that. I have more than a few satisfied callers. I guess the question is – how do you want to off me? Do you want to kidnap, torture, and then kill me? Do you want to smother me slowly with a pillow while you fuck me? Do you want to slice and dice me and cover yourself in my blood? You can do all of that and then some. Let’s get creative and play! If you don’t want to snuff me out, maybe we can work together to do it to someone else. I know there is some slut out there who deserves it. Whether it’s me or someone else, it’s going to be so much fun!

Kidnapped by Midgets

Taboo phone sexI was walking down the street last week when I was grabbed from behind by a group of midgets…sorry, little people, and thrown into the back of a van!

There were at least four or five of them and they were freakishly strong!

The immediately tied my hands and feet and stripped my clothes off!

We pulled into a car wash where they blasted me tender cunt with the high pressure cold water and began scrubbing my body with the giant foaming brush!

The water stung and the brush felt as though it had removed several layers of skin! I was red and raw!

I tried to scream but my attempts were muffled by the gag in my mouth! The more I struggled, the more they laughed in their high pitched lollipop guild tone and talked about cleaning the filthy whore for their master!

I could not help but wonder who they were referring to!

We pulled up to a stone lean to in the woods that lead to an underground chamber. The stench of piss and cum was everywhere and the place was dimly lit by flamed torches.

Your godlike presence appears before me, yet you are dressed in black and even your face is hidden! You press a glowing cattle brand on my ass, searing my still raw skin and holding it there to intensify the pain!

You pierces my nipples and clit with a burning thick needle and fit me with a heavy chain! The piercings tear at my flesh as you pull them behind me and attach them to a single ring just above my blistering ass!

A short leash is hooked to the ring and you give my ass a hard kick with your dirty boot, sending me to my knees! Your voice makes my clit quivers as you order me to crawl behind you. Any struggle resulted in a quick yank, sending oddly erotic pain throughout my tits and cunt!

You feel me paw at your leg!

My eyes are pleading…Please! I want to be the one you hurt!

Seeing the tears ruin my mascara brings a slight smile to your face!

Please don’t deny me the sting of your hand on my face, the scraps on my knees as I crawl to you or the bruises on my neck from the grasp of your strong hands!

“All in good time”, you say, “All in good time!”

And then a quick yank, again reminds me of my place on my knees crawling behind you……

 

 

 

 

Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy

kidnapping phone sexIt is not just a kidnapping phone sex fantasy.  It happened. I was jogging in my gated community. I hate jogging but I was keeping up the pretense that I am a normal soccer mom. They all jog around here. I just want to look normal so no discovers all my dirty little secrets. In daylight, a mini van pulled up alongside of me and a man jumped out. I was shoved into the back of the van and drugged. I woke up chained and naked. I was in a dungeon. It was cold. I had no blankets; no food; no toilet. I did not even have a bucket to piss in. There was a bowl on the floor, but it was not full of water. It was full of cum. I was scared and I was unsure what was going on. Was I a sex slave? Was I kidnapped for snuff porn? Soon, I knew my purpose. A man came downstairs and told me he had been paid to kidnap and torture me. He would not tell me by who. I asked if it was a drug dealer I owed money to? Was it my stepson who hated me? Then it dawned on me. Any dealer I know would kill me himself. Same for my stepson. This had to be someone who was too squeamish. Some one like my husband. Maybe I had embarrassed him one too many times. Maybe I had not been as clever at hiding my addiction. Maybe he did not appreciate me fucking our boys. My tormentor would not tell me even though I was pleading to know as he cut my flesh and pissed in my wounds. For hours he tortured me. For days, I lived on nothing but cum. Then I was suddenly released. Naked and afraid and still clueless about who had me kidnapped and tortured.

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Torture phone sex is fun, but it doesn’t really compare to the hunt. I thrive, needle in hand, prowling the night clubs for my prey. I’m wet in anticipation, ready to dig my knife deep between their thighs; I intend to show my catch a real good time. I’m talking week long sessions of screaming, blood streaming from wounds. I want to cut something pretty apart at the seams.
I saw her, dancing up on the pole. I wound my way up, dancing beside her. My hands slid down her body, catching a nipple in my claws. I sunk my teeth into her neck deep in the underbelly of Chinatown, slipping my needle into her belly button. I beckoned her, and she followed; her cunt was starting to drip from the drugs. I grinned the whole taxi ride back to my place. In my basement, I tied her to the table, and flicked open my knife.
I cut away her shirt, her tiny micro skirt, that lacy little thong. I licked along her body, tasting the sweat on her skin. The second needle slid silently into her tongue, and she was limp. Trapped, but awake, my pretty kitten stared me down with wide eyes. She was terrified as I started the sawzall, taking each arm and then each leg, until she was nothing but a bloody stump for fucking.
Needle three kissed my amputee in her sweet, tight pussy. She started to feel it, the overwhelming pleasure. Her cunt dripped, all drugged up and bound down. She was begging for release, from her ties or to cum I wasn’t sure. But it gave me an idea. I picked up her detached arm, manipulating her still-warm fingers to coax her into cumming, stroking her clit with her own dead fingers, and fucking her in my sickened mutilation masturbation.

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October is Killer Phone Sex Season

killer phone sexFall is killer phone sex season. Honestly, I love sweater weather. I can bundle up, blend in and hunt less conspicuously. I never get caught because I am not flashy. I am not impulsive. And, I never have a connection with my victims. I can teach you how to be a killer too. You lust after your neighbor’s little girl? You want to fuck her as in destroy her tiny holes? I can help you BUT you cannot do it to her. You will be the first suspect. We drive around a few counties away from where you live and look for a surrogate. Same age, same look, just no connection to you. Police always investigate neighbors and family when a little one goes missing. You can have a young girl or boy; you just must be careful. That is why accomplice phone sex partners are key. I am the devil on your shoulder. I tell you to kill the cunt and explore your rape fantasies. I do not want you caught; however, you need to listen to me to ensure that. I am not new to this. I have been killing folks since I was a young teen girl. I have over a decade of experience. I am still a free woman because I know how to kill the right person at the right time. While other girls are getting pumpkin spice lattes, I am stalking them and planning their brutal murder. Want to help me hunt? October is the best month to kill.

Just A Snuff Phone Sex Slut

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I’m just a snuff phone sex slut. A pain slut and humiliation pig. I’m a servant to this Mistress that is fiercely controlling. It was her weekend for me. She always starts it off with me being picked up in her Jaguar. I don’t even get to really enjoy the ride to it’s fullest. I am immediately hogtied, ball gagged and blindfolded before being shoved in the backseat. I get to enjoy the smell of luxurious leather seats. My senses are otherwise cut off. They even shoved earplugs in my ears this time. I really only had my sense of smell to go by. Deaf dumb and blind they said as they shoved them in my ears laughing.

I was hauled out of the back like they were hauling a body bag from the car. Pulled out and tossed over the shoulders of what seemed like a giant. He was Marcia’s Accomplice, a big burly built black man. Once inside I was set down and stumbled to stand. I was wearing 8″ high heels and a little wobbly after laying in the backseat for a couple of hours. I was immediately undressed, collared and my nipples got taped. I was her pet for the weekend and the first thing I get a drink of is Misstress’s piss. Like a bitch on a leash I am lapping it up from a bowl. The whole time I was being inspected by mistresses gloved hands. She was probing and commenting on my holes and how much she anticipated ripping those fucking whore holes of mine. Laughing as she does she snapped her fingers and 5 huge black guys came in and commenced to fuck the life out of me.

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies in the Burbs

rape phone sex fantasiesDo you have rape phone sex fantasies? I sure do hope so. I love violent fantasies. I have a reality that is not far from fiction. I have bad choice in fuck buddies. I am married. I am a mother. I live in suburbia but the soccer mom life bores me to death. I want nothing to do with the vanilla world. That is why I do coke. Even if my life is dull, I can numb myself to it with some coke and let my life escape to the nasty corners of my mind. I was super coked up the other night and snuck out of my gated community to slum with the other druggies and whores. I met a dealer who made me a sweet offer. He wanted me to service his friends and in exchange, I would get some high-grade coke. How could I say no to that? I did a few lines and started sucking cocks. The men did lines and went animalistic. They tied me up so I would not fight. They started shoving a couple cocks at a time up my ass. Gaping my asshole like they had fisted me. When high, I fancy myself an ass rape porn star. I was begging to be sodomized. My asshole was prolapsed, and I was oblivious. Once I knew, I joked that they should fuck my asshole back in. I let the dealer’s posse use me up and stretch me out until the sun started to rise. I knew I was pushing it close to getting home undetected. I pleased the dealer and his posse. I left with my ass hole hanging out looking like raw meat. I had a big bag of coke, so it was worth it. I snuck back into bed with my husband, covered in cum and smelling of sex. He was none the wiser. I am good at leading a double life.