Category: Snuff porn

Teen Rape Porn Punishment Provided Me With Lots of Coke

teen rape pornTo score a copious amount of cocaine for the holiday weekend, I need to help make a teen rape porn. I know what you might be thinking. And you are correct. I am way too old to pass as a teen girl anymore. But I did not star in the film. I merely assisted. Unlike most movies in this genre, this one had a constant theme throughout the film. It did not just contain violent acts against women. This movie had a bad schoolgirl theme.

And I played the schoolmarm who needed to punish the naughty schoolgirl. Although I felt relief that I would not suffer the brunt of the torture, I felt badly for the girl. She looked trafficked. All strung out with needle marks between her toes. Sex traffickers hide the track marks because men who pay the big bucks for jailbait pussy, never want them to look like trashy whores. They want clean, cute, girl-next-door ass rape porn stars.

I Had to Punish a Schoolgirl Severely for Coke

As a submissive, I never get to be the dominatrix. But it made me happy to not be on the other end. As the schoolmarm, I brought my naughty student to the principal’s office. I pulled up her little schoolgirl skirt and spanked her bare bottom first. I whispered in her ear that I was sorry, then I went to town on her porcelain bubble butt. My hands left huge marks on her bare bottom. When my hands got tired and sore, I used the ruler. I needed the coke, so I did as the director instructed. And I left huge, long welts on her bare ass.

Eventually, she went over my lap so I could fist her asshole and her cunt. Periodically, I forced her head in between my legs to eat my pussy and ass. And I almost suffocated her. She seemed on another planet. My guess the smack they pumped her with put her in a trance like state. I told her she got lucky that this was not a snuff porn. But I do not think she understood anything I said. Her ass and her holes will hurt today, but at least she is alive. In her situation I am not sure if that seems like a good thing or a bad thing.

Taboo Phone Sex Provides Cathartic Release for Your Young Rape Fantasies

taboo phone sexI specialize in taboo phone sex as a sexy switch. My pussy gets wet when I help men fulfill their dark fantasies. I love the accomplice role so much, that I rarely get to play the victim anymore. But I am not complaining. Life seems better helping you force fuck some little bitch. And most men need a female accomplice because we can get access to little ones that most men cannot. At least we can with little girls they do not know personally.

However, earlier in the week, I helped Adam with a brat problem. His daughter’s best friend cock teases him every chance she gets. Perhaps you know a little whore just like her. She leaves the bathroom door open when she visits his house. And she flirts with him. Blatantly too. Even sits on his lap and wriggles her cute little butt against his cock. A girl acting like that wants some trouble.

And as his accomplice phone sex partner, I helped him get that. While the wife and daughter went out of town this weekend to visit grandma, he stayed home. And he sent that little slut a text acting like his daughter. Even young girls never call anyone. All they do is exchange texts all day. He invited her over, and she discovered her friend had indeed gone out of town. But it took her a while to realize why he duped her into coming over.

I Enjoy Helping Men with Their Brat Problems

I held her down, while he ripped her little cotton panties off her. He pushed up her little sundress, exposing her puffy nipples and buried his head between her legs. I think he had long imagined what her bald cunt would taste like. I continued to hold her down. But she rarely fought. Little whore wanted this. She wanted him to force fuck her. However, when Adam shoved his big daddy dick inside her little cunt, she cried. He popped her cherry.

I told her my daddy popped my cherry when I looked younger than her. Not sure that made her hurt any less, but if a girl acts like a cat in heat, she’s old enough to be a teen rape porn star. I may have filmed this angel losing her virginity to her best friend’s dad. I mean he deserved to have this memory preserved forever.

One Day I Will End Up as My Son’s Snuff Porn Victim

snuff pornI swear, every time my oldest boy and I get together, one day soon I will end up as his snuff porn star. When he summoned me last night, I felt conflicted. On the one hand he gives me the best coke. And all the coke I can snort too. However, on the other hand my body suffers abuse. And I am still not healed from our last encounter.

When I went to the store, not even the heavy make-up could cover all my bruises. I looked like the poster model for a battered woman’s shelter. And I felt like it too. I even needed a butt plug, so my prolapsed asshole did not hang between my legs like a pig’s tail. So, when my son summoned me, I went. Even though I knew I could not handle much more torture sex. Perhaps, I am a glutton for punishment.

When I arrived, I took out my teeth to prevent a punch to the jaw to forcibly remove them. He began our time together with a hardcore skull fuck. But before we started, he let me snort a massive load of coke. Of course, he filmed it all for his streaming audience. I could already hear the chimes. As I sucked my son’s cock, he punched my ribs. He calls my face a cunt face. Just a hole like my pussy to use. Eventually, he pushed me to the floor and kicked me in the back repeatedly as I tried to crawl to the bowl of coke.

My Son Loves To Beat His Mother Beautiful

My tits dragged across the dirty floor as I made my way to the coke. As I snorted what I could, my boy sat on my back punching my sides some more. I had my head buried in the coke when he shoved his hand up my ass forcing me to sit up. He turned me into a hand puppet with his entire arm up my cunt. He some how managed to punch my old barren womb with his fist from inside me. I felt like his fuck puppet. As he made me dance on his arm, the chimes poured in.

When he pulled his arm out, I fell to the ground once again. He decided to give me big fat lips with a black-market syringe of collagen. Once I had better cock sucking lips, he force fucked my prolapsed asshole while I buried my face in the coke again. He also paid my pee hole some love. My 4th fuck hole might be his favorite because it is my tightest hole. He dabbed some coke on my urethra to numb it. Then he pushed my legs behind my head and fucked my piss hole. But he also pissed up inside me too filling my bladder with his urine.

I am a 4 Hole Whore for My Son Always

While he did that, he punched my fun bags which still had black and blue marks from our last torture phone sex session.  He does enjoy beating mommy beautiful. And he choked me too. When he grabbed the plastic bag, I panicked and took a deep breath. Eventually, I passed out and he punched me back awake. As he removed the bag from my head, he simultaneously attached a leash to my prolapsed asshole and pulled me around the floor. As I bumped into furniture, I saw stars. And I felt bones break.

I think I blacked out again. Next thing I knew, he had me hanging from a rope tied to my tits. My tits carried my entire weight. I felt like a side of beef in a butcher’s freezer. But I am meat to my son. His cash cow and fuck meat.  He enjoys pretending he is Mike Tyson, and I am the punching bag. More hits to my body. But his bare fists did nothing to me compared to when he slipped on his brass knuckles. As he punched me with the brass knuckles, he cut me down from the rope suspending me by my tits. And I landed with a thud, breaking some ribs. We both heard them crack.

One of These Days I Will Not Survive One of My Son’s Live Streams

Face down, ass up I pushed my prolapsed asshole out further so he could use it as his personal flesh light. He ended up finally cumming in my prolapsed dirt box. Thank God. I don’t think I could have handled much more. I showed off my battered body and fuck holes to the streaming camera. With my right eye swollen shut, my lips bloodied and puffy and my body broken, I heard the final chimes of the night. Soon, I will never hear the chimes again.

Gangbang Rape Porn Accomplice Finds the Talent You Need

gangbang rape pornI used to star in a lot of gangbang rape porn. For a teenage runaway without even a high school diploma, I did not have many job opportunities. And the adult industry seemed like easy quick money. Although it did give me quick money, the job seemed far from easy. But back then I worked in the legitimate world of hardcore adult entertainment. And I knew nothing about the seedy underworld of snuff flicks. Now I do.

The world I travel in now pays a lot more. But sometimes your never see a snuff starlet again. And I almost ended up like one of those girls who simply vanishes. Although I lack book smarts, I am overflowing with street smarts. And that kept me alive. Now, I help find the talent for snuff movies. And I do have an eye for talent. Men enjoy working with me because I can find them what they need easily. Plus, I can lure them away easier too.

This Sexy Accomplice Has An Eye for Young Talent

Over the weekend a man paid me for the task of procuring a young schoolgirl for his client who wanted a private movie. The 8MM kind. Old-fashioned projector movies make it much harder to trace. People get caught all the time making brat porn on their cell phones or other wifi operated devices like digital cameras. With me as your accomplice, I make sure you not only have your perfect young starlet, but that you also stay under the radar.

I brought Tom, the schoolgirl of his wet dreams. And she came willingly with me. For a moment I felt bad for her. But when I got paid, the guilt dissipated quickly. She would be one of those girls who makes a one and done teen rape porn and no one would ever see her again. Perhaps you need some talent for your own dark desires too?

Teen rape porn for a filthy force fucking session!

Teen rape pornHere are some of sexy pictures from my Teen rape porn session with my favorite sadistic daddy. He loves when I dress up like a pretty little girl and play dress up for him with all my skimpy clothes. He bought all my slutty outfits from this hot little stripper boutique and surprised me with them after I showed up for an anal pounding. He said it was my treat & surprise for being such a good anal only whore for him. I was so excited when I got to wear some things for our nasty little vile session we had last night.

The whole point was to dress me up as a sexy little fuck doll for all the perverted men who love nasty little girls. After showing me and my tight teen holes off through pictures and videos it was time to have some Torture sex. He wanted to rail open every hole of mine until I was screaming and whimpering for him to stop. He made sure to set up the camera in a perfect spot so I couldn’t see; it really showed the fans that I was being force fucked and ravaged by fat cock. I had no idea he was filming until the session was over and he came in all my slut holes. He took the cam recorder out and started playing the video as I laid there with his nut oozing out of all my holes!

Cannibalism Phone Sex Victim for My New Destiny

Cannibalism phone sex is my future. When I came across this ad for using a hot stripper whore, I got excited. Honestly, I thought it was the usual add on the dark web. Generally, these guys went to little rape victim fantasy. Sometimes it’s for film, snuffing a bimbo.
However, as the correspondences began, it seemed something more sinister. Ultimately it appeared he was arranging a feast. Evidently I was the Central focus of the feast. My luscious stripper tits, juicy ass and delicious thighs are to be presented like a turkey dinner.

This guy is a gourmet chef. The attendees of the feast are foodies of a sinister kind. Coincidentally I will be dressed like a luscious plump meal in the center of a table. As they based me in olive oil simmer my fleshy body in a tasty bouillon they discuss all of the seasonings. They are going to use on me.

now the most exciting part of this is the fact that I will still be aware. My head will sit in the table, watching as my body is sliced into delicious pieces of meat. Plump ass meat, juicy Cunt meat, nice meaty thighs, and oh the wonderful delicious breast meat.

Cannibalism Phone Sex

Sadistic phone sex slut Stephanie

sadistic phone sex

I’m not cutesy or demure like those basic bitches on the internet. I’m a sadistic phone sex whore that loves torture and inflicting pain on unsuspecting victims. Don’t come to me unless you’re ready to have freaky, twisted fun involving blood, torture and draining the life from some stupid bitch. Something about the way they scream when they wake up to my blade ramming into their chest, pinning them to their bed. Or the warm, squishy feel of their guts and organs in my hands being squeezed until they burst wide open! It just gets my slut cunt all hot and drenched! You wouldn’t believe the number of men out there that secretly hate their wives and want me to help snuff them out while they stroke their hard dick and watch. That’s how I ended up soaked in blood tonight with my pussy soaking wet and oozing a fat load of jizz. I just got back from a little gig I was hired for where I helped a guy snuff his naggy bitch of a wife. The helpless look on her face as she desperately called out to her man to save her made my evil slut cunt drip so much that I could feel my panties getting all wet. I laughed at her and then slashed her across the face with my blade. Her cheek meat flopped over exposing the muscle underneath and a thick, dark rush of blood gushed out and ran down her neck. I giggled even harder and told her to look over at the corner of the room where I had her husband stroking his dick and enjoying every second of watching “his woman” get mutilated. He started yelling out orders and telling me what he wanted me to do to her next. The look of betrayal and heartbreak combined with the terror and pain in her eyes made my evil cunt gush and I’ve never been more turned on! Call me and we can talk about the way I tortured and mentally abused her before finally having her husband kiss her goodbye and snuff her out for me. 

Knife Play Phone Sex Requires More Skill Than Guns

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex always turns me on. Knives remain my best friends. They protect me. And the provide me with so much joy. People who kill with guns, I think are pussies. You just need good aim. And you don’t even need that if you get close to your victim. However, knives require skill. Knives make the fight more even too. Hunters bragging about their kills, I cannot stand. The animal did not stand a chance. They never saw you coming.

I like to look my prey in the eye as I stab them. Never animals though. I would never harm an animal. They make the best accomplices. Since I built my underground torture sex bunker, I rarely visit my kill shack anymore. But I felt nostalgic over the weekend.

My little shack in the woods that my grandfather left me allowed me to practice my knife skills. And allowed me to improve my disposal skills. In that cabin, I discovered that wildlife made the perfect accomplices. They ate my victims.

Knives Require Skill, Patience and Precision

So, this tool I drugged and took to my cabin allowed me to reminisce. My cabin remains off the grid. It served as my grandpa’s fishing cabin and kill shack too. They say the killer gene skips generations. I miss him so much. He taught me everyone I know about murder and torture. And doing both under the radar. No bodies, no crime. This guy I brought to my kill shack sexually assaulted a fellow Goth chick. And I could not let that slide. Hurt one of my own and I kill you.

When he woke up, I had him tied up. I read him his list of crimes, and then carved up his cock and balls. When I told him I thought he deserved castration phone sex, he pissed himself. Although he tried to apologize, nothing he said could make me change my mind. I did not plan on letting him live. But I just enjoy mutilating junk first.

Men get this look of horror on their faces when my knife gets close to their balls. I tortured his worthless cock and balls for hours before I slit his throat and tossed him to the bears and coyotes. Let this be a lesson men. I punish and kill sexual predators. I make the world safer for women.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Explored with Me

killer phone sexIf you have killer phone sex fantasies or violent needs, we should talk. The older I get, the easier it has become for me to go to the dark recesses of my mind. I no longer feel guilty about helping men with their violent fantasies for young girls and hot teen sluts. This world I live in works on the survival of the fittest mentality. The weak get force fucked and even murdered. The strong survive and get paid.

Roger and I met on the snuff circuit. Back in the day we made some snuff flicks where he took the role as my executioner. We fucked for years off the camera, then I got a new master and had zero freedoms. But now that I am no longer owned, I can get back in the snuff porn world. And it is like I picked it up right where I left off. But with one difference. Now, I get to be the executioner or at least the accomplice.

I Love Being The Accomplice Now

I got excited when I saw that I missed a call from Roger the other night. But I called him back and we got together. At first, I thought he wanted me for a movie. Well, sort of. He wanted to make a home movie with this jailbait hitch hiker he picked up. He thought she might be a junkie. Kind of young looking to be a smack girl. But I saw the tracks too. I explained that likely, someone trafficked this girl and she tried to get away.  And she got addicted while in captivity. Happens often.

He wanted to make a homemade snuff flick. By that he meant he wanted to fuck her to death. I do not think anyone ever fucked me harder than Roger. Plus, with his monster cock, he would shred even the most used fuck hole. I filmed him exploring his rape phone sex fantasies with this strung-out little fuck puppet. And the camera loved her. Her cunt surprisingly still had an intact hymen because she bled like a stuck pig. However, he got his cock up her ass with zero difficulty.

I go back tomorrow night to film him killing her. He just wants to enjoy her tiny holes a bit longer. And I cannot say I blame him.

GangBang Rape Porn Always Prolapses My Ass

gangbang rape pornNo woman wants to make a gangbang rape porn. But sometimes a man forces her to make one for money or coke. Feeling strung out and sore from stepson’s prior abuse of my fuck holes, I went looking for more coke to dull the pain. And although I got the coke, I got a lot more pain too. It might surprise you how well this soccer mom navigates the snuff world. One of these days, I might see too much and get myself murdered.

And the other night, I thought my 9 lives might be up. This one drug dealer I know, also traffics girls. But I am not supposed to know that. Although I am fucked up most of the time around seedy snuff porn makers, I can handle my coke better than anyone knows. I went to pee before the gang bang and saw a room of mostly naked young girls in shackles. They looked strung out too. I quickly closed the door before anyone else saw me.

The image of those young girls stayed in my mind while about 50 men with backed up balls sodomized me. Any time I do a gang bang, my ass seems to get more dick than my pussy. For most men, my asshole remains my tightest hole. And I get it. Men fist my cunt. Plus, I did give birth naturally a couple times. My pussy would not feel tight to a cock unless the cock appeared massive.

I Can Endure Fifty Men Giving Me a Hardcore Ass Pounding

And these cocks did feel massive. But they still wanted my asshole. So, this gang bang turned into ass rape porn. I acted more strung out than I was so if anyone worried about what I saw in that abandoned warehouse, they might assume I got too fucked up to remember. As men shoved their tree trunk cocks up my asshole, they pulled my hair, choked me and slapped my ass too. But I have endured worse than 50 men giving me a hardcore ass fucking.

Although my asshole prolapsed, and my body ached, I crawled out of that warehouse with my coke and my life. And that’s more than I can say about those young girls in shackles. When I got home, I snorted coke for hours to dull that memory and ease the pain of my ass.