I was hired to kill some asshole, his wife wanted a divorce but she wanted all the money and not just half, if you know what I mean. She wanted me to make it look like an accident so I came up with a really fantastic way to kill him. He was an avid hiker and loved to go up in the mountains all by himself so it was so easy to catch him! I tied him to poles in the ground and literally stoned him to death. I wanted it to look like he fell down a cliff and got banged up on the way down so I used different size rocks and even flipped him around and tied him in different ways. He screamed and cried of course but there was no one around to hear his pleas for mercy. It took a long time for him to die that way but I enjoyed every minute of it. I left him there exposed at the bottom of a cliff for the wild creatures to eat…
Category: Snuff porn
The Assault
My cunt wasn’t ready or willing for what you were about to do. You forced your fat, rough, dry fingers through the small holes in the lace of my panties and pulled hard, effectively ripping them. You repeated the process again and the panties were gone, revealing my cunt. You ran a single finger over my soft, delicate flesh and traced it to my bare, smooth pussy. You forced your finger inside of me and twirled it slightly, testing my tightness and me to cry out. It was uncomfortable, humiliating and something I guess I have to endure if I want to live through the day. You pressed your finger further into my pussy, up to your knuckle and continued your slow rotation, forcing it in and out while your breathing grew heavier. I moved my hips, attempting to dislodge your finger from deep inside of me but you gripped the side of my ass, holding me in place as you continued your unwanted assault. You suddenly raised up on your knees and pulled down the zipper on your jeans and pulled them down. You gripped your dick in your hand and directed it towards my defenseless cunt while holding my left leg under your arm. “Stop!” I cried through tears, “Please don’t do that, please! Please…” I begged. That didn’t stop you though, it just made you rougher, more angry, and more aroused.
Thanksgiving Snuff Feast
I was helping my mom and dad unload the groceries for our Thanksgiving dinner the night before Thanksgiving. I was getting the last bag when I was suddenly dragged away from my driveway and forcibly pushed into a van. There must have been a bag over my head because I couldn’t see a thing. I tried screaming but was knocked over the head the second I could make any sound.
I woke up in a vat of.. butter? And garlic and rosemary. My skin was freshly shaven. I began to panic. My captors came into the room and threatened to sew my mouth shut if I didn’t stay fucking quiet. I begged to know what was happening! I was scared and wanted to go home. I was dragged out of the vat and strewn naked on a table. “Well, lil girl, you are the main course!” the man cackled, sharpening his blades. Realization hit me and I began to sob.
This whole time they were marinating me in a sauce to become their thanksgiving feast. “I can’t wait to taste those yummy looking small tits.” Another voice said. My legs were spread open and my captor licked my pussy, “Yum, this will be the best part.” The butcher took his big knife and made a long slit down my body, “Maybe we’ll do BBQ ribs too!” I bled out all over the table and lost consciousness… My parents would never know that I was made into a snuff Thanksgiving feast.
Daddy’s Little Pain Slut
Sometimes I wonder what I would be like if my daddy hadn’t trained me to be his little pain slut. Would I be a normal girl who likes normal things and goes on dates with boys who don’t want to choke me out and fuck me until I’m bruised and bleeding? At first I resisted His training. I wanted to be a good girl, a normal girl, I didn’t like pain or being forced to do disgusting and degrading things for him and his friends. Now I can’t get wet without it. Nothing makes my pussy as damp as when my daddy is fucking me from behind with a belt wrapped around my neck, a punishment plug in my ass, and clamps around my nipples. I am his perfect pain whore and I love it. My daddy is a sadistic and evil man and I guess I’m his twisted little girl because no one makes me cum as hard as my daddy and the bizarre and cruel things he dreams up to torture me with. He is always looking for more extreme and sadistic ways to torture me. Just when I think I have reached my limit, he pushes me past it into a whole new world of pain and punishment.
Snuff Porn Fantasies
I have snuff porn fantasies; however, they are fantasies. I don’t really want to die. My step-son, who hates me, found my dirty diary. It is where I make my naughty confessions. Last night he made a naughty fantasy a reality for me. For the record, it was against my will. I didn’t want anything to do with him, but he has never let that stop him. He pulled me out of a dead sleep from my bed. He dragged me by my red hair kicking a screaming to the basement. My body was sore from bouncing down the steps. I was bloodied, bruised and likely had some broken ribs. He tied me up, hung me from a beam and used me like a punching bag. I was crying and pleading for mercy, but with dead eyes, he ignored me. He punched my boobs back and forth like he was Mike Tyson. I was waiting for him to bite my ear off. He punched my face too, breaking my nose. I was starting to gag from the blood running down the back of my throat. That is when he skull fucked me. He joked about my blood being lube. When he pulled his cock out it was dripping with pre cum and my blood. He rammed his bloody dick up my ass. So much anger and hate in every thrust. I just counted the minutes until it was over, but minutes turned into hours and by that time, I was wishing I was dead.
Eat Me
My family celebrated thanksgiving early, and I was the feast. I was planning on going out for the night, and wore a sexy little outfit with red lingerie underneath. I love my fake ID and I try to get full use of it, but as I was walking out of the door my foster father snatched me up by my hair. He told me that I wasn’t going anywhere because we were celebrating thanksgiving a little early. He dragged me to the table, and my foster brother cut my clothes off of me, exposing my sexy red lingerie. My foster father said that I was going to be a real treat, and started eating out my pussy and ass. I thought that was all that they had wanted from me, until my foster mom entered the dining room with a large knife and an empty turkey platter. They started sawing chunks of my thighs and ass off! I screamed and begged them to stop, but I was nothing more than meat to them. I watched as they devoured the chucks of my body, and when they finished all of the meat off of the platter, they started just biting chunks off of my body. Hearing my screams just made their meal so much more enjoyable for them.
Home Invasion Phone Sex Story
Do you like home invasion phone sex stories? I have one to get your cock hard. I was working at the strip club the other night. I was making great money too. I learned how to pick up tips with my cunt. There was a total creeper stalking me all night at the club. He didn’t want a lap dance. In fact, when I asked, he told me he doesn’t pay whores. I figured he was just a pissed off man who couldn’t get a woman as hot as me. That was what I thought until I woke up in the middle of the night with him staring at me from the edge of my bed. I screamed as loud as I could, but my screams were soon muffled by his hands. He hogtied me, but not before he ripped off my clothes. He reiterated that he doesn’t pay whores and added, “I don’t need to pay a whore like you because I can just take what I want.” He then forced his cock in my ass. He wasn’t using lube because he insisted a dirty stripper whore would be wet from pain anyway. He almost choked me too. It was rough sex, but not consensual. I was counting down the seconds until it was over. I tried to get my head somewhere else as his fat sweating body was humping me. I wasn’t sure if he would kill me or not. He let me live, but he warned me about telling a sole because he knew where I worked and where I lived. He added that he was a rich attorney, and no one would believe a stripper whore was assaulted. He was right. I just prayed he would not pay me a visit again. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies too?
Nipple Torture
Daddy loaned me to one of his friends to use as a fuck doll again. His friend is a sadistic and cruel man, just like my daddy. I was taken to his house and laid on my back on a device that uses rope to spread your legs wide so that your pussy and asshole are spread and ready to be fucked. My hands were tied behind my head but my mouth left unbound. He wanted to be able to force fuck my mouth and hear me scream. Painful hooks were pierced through my nipples that were attacked to wires so that he could stretch them as much as he wanted. Once he had me all trussed up and ready for fucking, he forced himself into my mouth and fucked my throat. His huge cock stretched my throat and gagged me as he thrusted in and out. Tears streamed down my eyes, but he warned me if I bit him, he would rip my nipples clean off. It took all my power not to vomit as he fucked my face. Then he made his way to my ass. He tore through my tight asshole and fucked me until I was bloody and raw down there. He loved hearing me scream in pain and wanted me to tell him just how much it hurt. Then I was forced to beg for him to fuck my pussy with his dirty bloody cock. He forced his way into my tight pussy and pounded me hard. He tightened the ropes attached to my nipple hooks and stretched them even further. I nearly passed out from the pain and my throat was hoarse and raw from screaming. He wasn’t quite done with me yet. He fucked my pussy while my nipples burned in white hot agony. I begged him to cum so that maybe he would let me go. I begged and pleaded for his cum and he finally gave me what I wanted. He filled my sore and bleeding pussy with his cream.
My body is bleeding and broken, but I’m still alive.
Fighting with Mom’s pregnant belly
My Mom and I had super fucked up 2 girl phone sex again. I was all dressed up in my sexiest lingerie and looking like a total fucking slut as usual. Mommy looked hott as fuck too, she always does! She’s pregnant yet again too, surprise surprise. That bitch is always getting knocked up! She loves fighting with me until I abort her baby out of her cunt. We both get such a sick joy with creating a bloody mess of fetus limbs and bodily fluids. It’s so fucking disgusting and it’s such a turn on! My little sister walked in on us while my Mom and I were going at each other’s throats and throwing punches. I was drop-kicking her big swollen belly and my little sissy started to giggle while she watched us wrestle butt ass naked! We told her to come over and play with us and she was more than happy to join in on the fun! She is barely legal and prime jailbait but she needs to be taught how to give abortions to Mommy just like how I was taught when I was her young age! You can never start them off too early, hehe. It didn’t take long for us to have a puddle of baby gunk on the floor as Mommy practically bled to death while we all laughed!
The Decimation Of An American Princess
This is a story based on a real life event. I am sure you will be able to figure it out. This one is for you my Dearest PinkyJ. *blows you a kiss*
For years her Mother had been making her look like a perfect piece of fuck meat. That’s how Pageant Moms are. They always want their Daughters to look perfect, unmarred, and like the motherfucking girls that end up dead. Now these Mothers only see the fame, crowns, money and glory. They don’t understand what type of danger they are putting these precious little things in. Why? Because they are greedy cunts, that’s why.
One such girl belonged to the Mother mentioned in the first line. Pretty little thing. Blue eyes, blond hair, stripper name, and one of the most perfect mouths you would ever lay your eyes upon. You and I would sit in those audiences, watching, waiting for our moment. We spent months following them to Pageant after stupid Pageant. One by one they were lead up on the stage in those little outfits, it was a P-Cock’s dream land!
The night before Christmas we sat outside their huge house. You were so excited. Your eyes were so bright, your smile was beaming and your cock was ready to have some fun. After the Bitch Mom and stupid Father went to bed drunk we moved in. I waited in the basement and you brought down the sleeping beauty. What everyone didn’t know is that sometimes Mommy would give this little Princess something special to make her sleep.
You laid her down on the basement floor and we stood there for a few moments just taking in the way this little Angel looked. Without all that whore makeup on she looked so much younger, sweeter, almost ethereal. You look at me and I nod my head, you get undressed, and I undress her. Her small body was so smooth, untouched, unmarred in anyway, there was a glow about her. I looked up at you and your cock was rock hard.
I stood up and gave you a kiss for luck. You hovered over her as I stood by the bottom of the steps in case we needed to haul ass out of there quickly. I saw you brush a few wisps of hair from her neck before you ran your finger tenderly down her body. It was sweet in a twisted way. You reached over her head and grabbed the extension cord that was laying there, wrapping each end around your hand. You looked at me, I took one more look up the stairs then came over to you.
I got down on the floor to put her head in my lap. We made eye contact, then, I smacked her hard. She immediately woke up, I put my hand over her mouth to stifle her scream. She was very disoriented, she tried to get up but you quickly pulled the cord over her head to the back of her neck as I clamped my hand down hard on that esquiste mouth of hers. You started to pull on the cord, she couldn’t scream anymore. I scrambled to you, taking your cock in my hand while lifting her legs. I spit a few times on that little slit as I started to feed your cock inside of her.
She was a fighter, such a fighter but she didn’t win did she? No, she did not. There was a lot of blood between those little legs which lubricated your cock so that you had a little bit of an easier time before you shoved it deeply into her ass. You tightened the cord, her tongue started to protrude, her eyes bugging out a little bit, she was trying so hard to breath as you tore her open as you fucked her. Finally it was done.
I kissed you deeply one more time, then we left, making sure we left nothing behind. I used some bleach that was in the room on that pussy, face, and ass. No DNA. When we got back to the car I told you Merry Christmas and we drove off.