Category: Snuff porn

Slutty Snuff Secretary

Snuff pornMy boss is such a sick & twisted sadistic fuck so it only makes sense that I am his naughty secretary that he loves making snuff porn with. Anytime, anyplace, anywhere.,.. it doesn’t even matter, I always have to drop what I am doing and get naked for him so that he can film me taking his cock deep down my throat and all up inside of my stupid cunt & asshole! I’m a skanky fuck doll, a mere cum dumpster for his dick to unload into. That’s all that I am fucking good for and I know it. I suck and fuck the best and that’s why my boss continuously uses me as his fuck toy. He forces me down to my knees and slaps me across the face & backhands my tits which cause them to have his hand print marks all over them! He plopped his cock into my mouth and grabbed a fistful of my hair & plunged his cock into my mouth as he forced me to perform oral sex on him. I wondered if anyone could see me or hear me, naked and getting forcefully fucked against my will! My boss blindfolded me and strangled my neck as he stroked his penis shaft while he thrusted in and out of my esophagus. I was peeking out of the bottom of my blindfold and his eyes were rolling to the back of his head while he exploded his fertile sperm all up into my slutty fuck holes. He doesn’t care if he gets me pregnant, he would want to use the little brat as a cum rag anyways! His wife will never know!

Cannibalism Phone Sex Fantasies

cannibalism phone sexI have cannibalism phone sex fantasies. I know that is pretty sick, right? I fantasize about being killed, cooked and eaten by a man. Not sure where my fantasies come from. I am a submissive whore, but I want to live. Well, most days I want to live. I saw a movie a couple years ago called The Green Inferno. It is a horror movie about some college do gooders lost in Amazon jungle. They find a lost tribe who thinks they are dinner. Watching men and women being tortured as meal preparation made my pussy wet. I started thinking about a hitchhiker picking me up and having me as dinner. I thought about meeting the real Hannibal Lector and him dining on my flesh. The idea that I can serve a man better in death than I can in life gets me off.  I don’t want it done slowly though. I want to be tortured first. I also want to be seasoned. Sautee my tits in an olive oil, butter my insides as well as my outsides and season me with some garden vegetables. I want the man who consumes me to get a hard cock smelling my flesh burn. So, what do you think? We can make a snuff porn and have dinner together!

Snuff Phone Sex during a Blackout

snuff phone sexIt was a snuff phone sex kind of night. I lost power for over 12 hours. Most of the city was in the dark. I had a few options. I could use a lantern and read a book, or I could go hunting for a victim. I am no fucking Laura Ingells, so I got knives, hopped in my car and went to see what sort of trouble I could get into to pass the time. My city lost its damn fucking mind. They were acting like the zombie apocalypse had arrived. It was a blackout not the end of the world. People were looting stores and shit. I saw this one crack whore looking bitch looting a pharmacy. I knew she was just looking for a fix. She needed to go. Just a druggy whore who will cost tax payers money. I waited for her to pop a bunch of pills then I stabbed her. She screamed but not much. She was too wasted. That was a quick kill and not as much fun. I like them when they fight, put up a struggle. I walked around town some more and found a teen girl. She was dressed like a socialite’s daughter. She likely was a rich bitch that got stranded. I watched and followed her for a bit. She was looting like everyone else, but by the looks of her, she didn’t need to loot anything. She was doing it for the thrill, because she could. The same reason I make snuff porn. I knew she would understand when I killed her. She fought. She fought hard too. Kicking and screaming as I stabbed her. I gutted her like a pig. Drove my knife into her flat stomach and ran it up to her sternum. Her guts spilled out, but she was still alive. Not for long. I enjoyed watching her watch herself die. I held her head as she took her last breath. I was going to find a third victim to kill but the damn lights came on. It felt like a Purge night. I hope the main city transformers blow again.

Killer Phone Sex A Fantasy About Survival

I’m a bimbo and can’t help what I am nor that I am always getting caught up in some killer phone sex. My boyfriend is a Black Metal vocalist and is always going on about how he should really let his band mates have their way with me. Well he decided a little camping trip in some forested mountains would be perfect for their black metal video and they decided to test me out in just how dumb I am. I have no survival skills, I’m a city girl and not the smartest at that. I am always getting stuck in the wrong places or locked out of my apartment at the wrong times. \these moments leave me open to being used by predators and that was how I met my BF. I was in some warehouse district to do a porn film and got lost. His rehearsal space was near where I broke my stiletto heel and crying. He took advantage and took me into their studio and fucked my pussy and ass with his big Satanic cock. He just burst into “Hail Satan” as he burst his load deep inside me. We were hooked and he claimed me as his property and made me show up at all rehearsals and shows as his personal whore. I was good with sucking him off as he performed on stage and when he mentioned making me the prey for their black metal satanic video I was excited. They led me deep into the woods blindfolded and left me. The band members came at me from all directions and tore at my clothes and fantasy raped me for a snuff sex scene of torturous vengeance.

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I keep dreaming about you ever since we had the argument and you broke up with me I have been going crazy. I admit I stalk your social media, and I am always looking forward to seeing your every move. you have love technology.  I love the features my phone has; it even has facial recognition. Perfect for spotting the whores you are cheating on me with, I know, I know we aren’t together. Look you should have known I wouldn’t let you go so smoothly. I will forever haunt you and all the whores you stick your dick in, once I figure who they are I will make sure to have sex with dead bodies, I like fucking those whores to death because you belong to me only.

Accomplice Phone Sex Partner

accomplice phone sexHe wanted an accomplice phone sex partner. I am not a sadistic, but I am a drug addict. He Knew my weakness and he used it to get me to kidnap a young girl for him. I lured her away from the swimming pool. My accomplice was waiting in a car in the parking lot. It was easy to take her, even in public. Scary how easy it was too. I felt bad because I knew he had something evil in store for her. She would not survive the day. My need for coke outweighed my concern for her life, however. I know that makes me evil. Just as evil as my accomplice who was going to have snuff sex with her tiny body. I sat in the corner getting high. I did lines of powder while he penetrated her tight virgin holes. She was bleeding from her cunt and ass. She was crying for her mommy. I just cowered in the corner doing lines trying to forget that I brought a young sweet girl to a nightmare she would never awake from. He violated her repeatedly for hours. Once he couldn’t cum anymore, he snapped her neck in two. He made me bury her tiny body. He made me just as guilty as him. In many ways, I was more guilty.

I killed her because I wanted to

taboo phone sexI killed this stupid little whore just because I felt like it. She hadn’t done anything wrong at all I just picked her randomly, I guess it was just her day to die. She was young and innocent and oh so trusting, she thought I was her friend but she couldn’t have been more wrong. I took her back to my place and tied her to the bed. She protested of course but I forced her down and did it anyway. I grabbed out a bunch of toys and used them all on her, stretching her fuckholes open until they ripped and bled while she screamed and cried. The torture lasted for hours I was so wet watching her suffer. Eventually she died and that’s when I finally came it was so hot to kill that stupid whore, I guess bitches will never learn to not go with strangers huh?

Cannibalism Phone Sex Diary

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Cannibalism phone sex diary of a mad accomplice:

I oversee destroying all the evidence from our dark web live feeds. After these young cunts are fucked to death, I must dispose of the bodies! The dungeon of which I secure these tasty little brats is full of weapons of destruction.  Hooks for anal torture and knives of every sharpness and length. Who do you think order the snuff death of that little webcam model a few weeks ago? I have found new ways to kill stupid little sluts. Now You have handed your brats off to me. Perhaps three offspring is too much for you. And you desire to fuck those smooth cunnies has overtaken your every waking and wanking moment. You fuck your wife, thinking about those sweet brats ripping open under daddies cock. I tell you to don the hooded mask. I lead you down to my dark cold iron smelling gloom. The cameras are rolling for this young snuff phone sex whore. You might call me a Jezabel by gaining your girls’ trust and then forcing them to die at your hands! You fuck them, you force and destroy cunny and ass! I delight in all manners of screams! And now it is time for my fire pit and roasting deal sweet girls. Now on to the meat grinder! MMM, I send you home with perfect roasted brats for you and your wife to feast on as the search for three missing tiny young ones goes on! Delight in our fuckery and our killing spree!

Bondage Phone Sex Gone Awry

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is unpredictable. I sign up for some BDSM games and sometimes it gets out of control. Last night was one such night. I responded to an ad for an experienced BDSM model. I have been a fetish model for 15 years now. I have been a highlighted model on all the top fetish sites too, so I thought I would be perfect for the job. It was a scam. When I arrived, I was trapped. There was no modeling gig. I was forced to do life sex shows. BDSM sex shows for an online audience. The director was my captor. He showed me pictures of previous models. They were all dead. Beaten to death it looked like. I was going to be making a snuff porn if I didn’t give him what he wanted. I was duped into being a sex slave. I spent the entire day getting fucked in the ass. That wasn’t all either. He choked me repeatedly until I passed out. He would put something under my nose to revive me, just to choke me out again. I was screaming for help, but his audience thought it was staged. I was a trapped fetish model, forced to do live BDSM shows or die. I managed to escape only because I have been a prisoner before. I am sure I will be again too.

Sex with dead bodies is a thrill

sex with dead bodiesHe made it very clear he didn’t mind having sex with dead bodies. If I knew what was right for me, I would allow him to cum inside both my apartment and me. I was a panicky mess and begging him to leave me alone. I knew he meant business cause I could see the shine in both his eyes and the blade he had in his hand. It did or die. Was I going to fight him? Or was I going to let him in and pray he lets me go? I knew the ball was in my court, and I felt much better letting him take what he wanted from me, and having my fingers crossed that he would make me live another day. After a dueling fight with myself, I let him have his fun with me. I was his pain slut for the whole night. It felt as if time was still after being bruised and used I was set free.