I love fantasy phone sex. Well, sick fantasies of course. I am not the vanilla fantasy kind of girl. I want to be the devil on your shoulder telling you to do sick and depraved things. I have this friend Alex. We go back to high school. He helped me get some extreme revenge on a group of mean girls. I was always able to get him to do my dirty work. I was a sick bitch even back then, but I l had a fear of being busted. I no longer have that fear. Alex has dirty thoughts about young girls that he is afraid to act on. I used his computer recently and there was all the evidence. I decided that I needed to be his dirty accomplice; his cheerleader to get that sweet bald pussy he yearns for. I took him to the mall. He thought we were seeing a horror film. Instead I took him around shopping for the perfect victim. Once we found this super young, super cute little girl, I told him how tight her cunt would feel on his dick. I assured him I owed him a few favors, so I could get rid of her tiny body easily once he was done having his fun. I wanted him to force fuck her tiny bald cunt. I wanted to watch, and I wanted to make a snuff porn of the event. It took some convincing, but before long we were at my kill shack and he was making his dark desires a reality while I filmed him. He shredded her cunt and ass. I had no clue my friend had such a punisher cock. He bloodied her fuck holes up. She passed out from the pain. I made sure she never woke up again. I mean, what are friends for, right?
Category: Snuff porn
Sick Fantasy Phone Sex
Dead Lay
Fuck me it’s all I can think about right now I want you to be really mean to me I would like for you to get vicious even. Have you ever imagined or fantasized about slicing a dead body while fucking it at the same time? Have you ever thought about being a necrophilia lover? I can give you what you want I can set the right environment and circumstances for you to fulfill all of your bloody gore filled salacious disgusting fantasies. I’ve got a group of friends who bring over those hot unfortunate skanks who didn’t make it in the streets. My friends sliced them up so they can bleed for you well you penetrate their lifeless bodies. I can have it set up to where you get to watch yourself as a memento if you will fucking a cold hard dead skank tramp whore. For instance, I know a girl she’s been missing for only 2 weeks now, and she is a really hot spicy piece of tramp trash. She’s still warm and breathing, but that can all change if you want it to. It can be arranged for you to have that fresh hot wet pussy brought to you lifeless and still warm. Let me make your nightmares come true all of the sexual desires that everybody tells you to ignore. Let me make you the happiest Boogeyman ever. I want to watch you take advantage of a nice, recently deceased piece of young pussy. I like to videotape and sell those tapes overseas to very high-paying perverts that love Gore. I want to make sure that you are entirely pleased but only for the right price.
Made for Snuff Movies
I was made for snuff movies. That is what he told me when he kidnapped me. I was so scared. I had no clue how I got to this guy’s place. I had no idea who he was, but he knew everything about me. I was shaking like a caged animal. I could hear him talking on the phone. He was haggling prices for a side of beef. I suddenly got the idea that I was that side of beef. He kidnapped me to sell me on the black market. The best case scenario would be sex trafficking. The worse case scenario would be snuff porn. I was sold to be a sex slave or a dead whore. There were other women in the room with me. They were passed out. I figured they drugged them, like they would me too. Easier to smuggle meat that is quiet. After a few hours, a man in black came to talk to my captor. He gave him a large sum of money and the mystery man hand selected me. The man revealed himself once I was in the back of his van. I knew him. He was a friend of my father’s. He forced fucked me many years ago when I was a small school girl. Was I bought to be returned to my prick of a father? Turns out he wanted me all to himself. We pulled over somewhere so he could fuck me in the back of his cold, rusty perv van. I fought, but he was strong. I didn’t want him then, and I didn’t want him now. After he nutted in my ass against my wishes, I knew I had an advantage. I grabbed his balls and squeezed so hard, I severed a testicle. I kicked him in the face and fled out the back of the kidnap mobile. I know I am in a lot of trouble now. I was bought and sold by two men who will hunt me down and kill me. I just need to hide out for awhile until things cool down. Maybe you can hide me. I will be your willing slave in exchange.
Snuff sex for dumb bitches
I swear bitches are just to easy nowadays! I straight up told this dumb bitch that I wanted her to come over for snuff sex, I told her we would be making a gory scary movie and she would be the star and she didn’t even hesitate. Even when I told her that she would die in this movie she was still down, I guess she thought it would just be fake but she was very wrong. It started out like a regular porn, she was getting fucked by two well hung men. She was sandwiched between them with a cock in each fuck hole when they started to get rough with her. They were fucking her real hard and slapping her around and she decided that she had enough. She was begging us to stop but I made them keep it up and get even rougher with her. It all ended with her being fucked to death and let me tell you, it was hot as fuck!
Spent valentines day at the glory hole
I woke up with a raging appetite for cock. Valentine’s day is a great day to head to the glory hole. I go to one that is not like the average glory hole. Men who enjoy cheap phone sex and dark snuff stuff end up here. It is perfect for me, and I can’t get enough of it, My holes are always gaped and fucked. These guys are ruthless and even end up taking you away and using you for days. One time a guy I was blowing ended up grabbing me and making me his cum slut for the week. I was bruised up and filled with cum. I enjoy it so much. I even was his perfect accomplice and brought over some hot young slut for him. I can’t wait to head there now. The freaks do come out at night, but they go crazy on holidays.
Snuff sex tweaker
Master insults me and degrades me non-stop for being such a filthy and tweaked out druggie whore. I can’t help myself though, it makes me enjoy the pain and humiliation so much better while having snuff sex. The more fucked up I can get, the better. Master loves to see just how much I can take and just how much I can handle. He delivers his low blows with a smile on his face each and every time. My Mommy and her big fake tits taught me at a young age how to do lines of blow off of rock hard dicks and then suck them down my throat after I do. The more sloppy and wet, the prouder my Mommy was of me. That’s why Master purchased me, he knew that I had an entire upbringing that has been dedicated to being a sexual snuff deviant!
Gangbang Rape Porn Valentine
I didn’t ask to make a gangbang rape porn for Valentine’s day, but that is what happened. My stepson fed me some bullshit about wanting to make nice with me and take me to a fancy dinner. I should have known it was a lie, but when he said he had some coke for me as a present, I let myself think the best. I am a coke whore; if I think there is a chance I can score coke, I believe anything anyone tells me. It is like they had me at coke. When I arrived at his place, there were a few more men than I was expecting or wanting. He promised me coke if I didn’t scream. I wanted that blow so badly, I agreed. He lives in an apartment and I can get loud. His friends never go easy on my fuck holes. There was no reason to think that because it was Valentine’s Day anything would be different. My stepson tied me up and let his friends have me as a gift. They forced their dicks in my tiny butt hole and pink pussy. I was grinding my teeth so hard I thought I might chip some teeth. They put a couple cocks up my ass at once. My stepson was the director. He filmed what felt more like a snuff porn. My ass was bloody and gaped so wide, I knew I would never shit right again. I might not ever sit right again either. I just had to endure his sick rape fantasies for a couple hours then I got my coke. I know I am warped. Who degrades themselves like that for powder? It was all worth it to get that much free coke though. I guess it wasn’t free because I paid for it with my ass and my cunt.
Make Snuff Porn, Don’t Watch It
Watching snuff porn is foreplay for me, but making it is the main course. Why watch it when you can make it is my motto. I have a popular dark net live stream I do once a month. My favorite movie chain is the Hostel movies. I just love the idea of people paying for their darkest desires. I do Hostel with a twist, however. Instead of having some Serbian warehouse where folks must find, I let people all over the world bid to see me torture and kill a victim. They pay to watch the stream and the pay to ask me to do something to my victim. I can do anything they pay to see. I only do it once a month because for one, it takes a lot of planning and preparation to do one stream. Two, I make bank off 12 a year, trust me. I am making more money than Tom Brady right now. Snuff movies are the dark net’s cash cow. I usually get a hot teen slut for my victim. They are the most popular. My viewers love seeing sick and demented things done to young, vacuous girls. I have gauged eyes out, cut off breasts, burned clits, carved names in their flesh, stabbed their ass and cunt with knives, and even peeled the flesh off their bodies. You could say I am the sick one for doing it, but I am just following what my viewers want to see. Teen girls are the meanest girls around. They are stupid and egotistic too. The world is over populated with teen twits, so if one goes missing a month, it’s just one less stupid cunt in the world, right? Wouldn’t you love to watch me do some very bad things to some very young girls?
Violent Phone Sex Boyfriend
The new man in my life is the violent phone sex kind of man. He enjoys hurting women. I am not his sub; I am not really his girlfriend either. I guess I am his rough sex buddy. I have a wild attraction to bad boys. I always have. I know it is risky, but I can’t help it. Nice guys are boring as fuck. Roger was in a rougher mood than usual. I got the booty call around 1 am. I dressed in something slutty that wouldn’t stay on my body long. I wore his favorite perfume and did my make-up like a whore. The little touches he loves so much. When I arrived, he pulled me by the hair caveman style into the bedroom. I was wet because he was so forceful. I love a strong dominant man who takes control of me from the get-go. He tossed me on the bed, stripped my clothes of and sodomized my dry asshole. He never uses lube because he wants my ass to bleed. He pulled my arm behind my back in such a way that I suffered a spiral fracture immediately. I heard the bone snap, so did he. I felt it shortly thereafter. The pain was incredible. He just looked at me and said, “Suck it up bitch. You can’t leave until I nut in your whore ass.” I was fighting back the tears because my arm was useless. He still pounded my ass while my broken arm dangled at my side. I prayed he would nut soon because I needed medical attention. He liked fucking me while I was in pain. Eventually, he came. I had to try to dress myself with a broken arm and drive to the hospital because he didn’t care about what he did to me. My top was unbuttoned, and I drove poorly. I walked into the ER and passed out. I now have a pretty pink cast for 2 months. The price of liking bad boys like you and Roger.
Please kill me
The assailant grabbed me when I least expected it. I was bound up and unable to escape his ropes no matter how much I struggled. He tortured me psychologically and physically. He left his marks up and down my broken and beaten body, scars, bruises, and scratches. He forced himself inside of me and left a little piece of himself each time. I tried fighting back, but he was stronger than me. In the end, it was me who was begging for him to hurt me. To finish me and just let me die. He had finally broken me in every last way. My body was a broken and bloody mess, mentally I was even worse. Now he was finally satisfied with his torment, he was finished with me. Now that I begged for death, he would not give it. Instead, as one last way to prolong my suffering, he handed me a sharp knife and told me to finish it myself. I plunged it into my gut and prayed it would be over soon as the blood and viscera poured out of me.














