Category: Snuff porn

Snuff Movies Need Evil Bitches Like Me Behind the Camera

snuff moviesI love watching snuff movies. But often I find myself angry because I can tell they’re fake. I think they provide a little Easter egg suggesting the movie is fake to keep the feds away. No Easter eggs when I make a snuff flick. But the films I make never get mass-produced because I keep them for my viewing pleasure only. Or perhaps like this weekend for somebody else’s pleasure.

Recently, I met a young girl who reminds me of me at that age. She seems dark and demented already. But she requires a little guidance because she lacks impulse control. I’m the perfect teacher for young sadistic bitches like her. My grandpa served as my mentor. And he kept me out of prison. His teachings keep me out of prison still. So now, I pass my knowledge along. I want to help young girls with potential.

She came to me for guidance. Asked me how she could take care of her bully. And I know a thing or two about that. My first victim, the murder my grandpa covered up, was my one and only impulse kill. I stabbed my bully. The girl who made my life hell remains a missing person’s case to this day. No one ever found her body. However, that’s because grandpa put her into the wood chipper like 20 some years ago.

My Eye for Evil Talent is Strong

So, I told her we should make a snuff porn with him and torture him. I took the risk for her and lured the boy away. And it seemed like a cakewalk. Once I got into my dungeon, I tied him to a table. I have an old morgue slab I use as a torture table. Stainless steel wipes away all the blood easily. When this boy saw her, he pissed himself in fear. And that told me he knew he done her wrong. So, I told her he deserved death and to not feel any remorse for her actions. I handed her a knife, and she carved up his dick and his balls without hesitation. She savored every cut.

Perhaps you could say, I possess an eye for evil talent. And she did not really need my guidance. But she needed my help bringing him to my dungeon and disposing of his body properly. I made sure to protect her. In a way I guess you could say I served as her accomplice phone sex partner. I knew she had potential. This teen girl might out kill me. She has a taste for torture now. And I’m only going to help her with that thirst with more kills.

Domination Phone Sex Feels Good to Me

domination phone sexBack in the day, I craved domination phone sex. I existed just to be a subby little warped daddy‘s girl. But that frightened little girl no longer exists. Although I have the memory of what my father and his cronies did to me, I no longer let my past define who I am. Now I dominate men and sometimes women too.

Recently, I decided I needed a female slave. Even though I have a plethora of male slaves, I can always use more. And I can always use a female slave. When I met Sarah at the club, I decided not to hire her as a stripper. But I leaned into her desperateness. She begged me for a job, and I gave her one. Just not in the club. She became my house slut. Just what I always wanted too.

But I offered her room and board and a salary to be my whatever I need girl. And she jumped at the chance to work for me. But she will be more than just my domestic. She will be my cleanup bitch. She will serve as my pussy worshiper. And she might even be my toilet and punching bag when I need it too. Perhaps you could call me an evil phone sex bitch. I’m not like my father. I will treat this bitch better. But she will be my bitch.

I Have a Female Slave and I Love It

And I have plans for her down the road involving bondage, spanking, and maybe some choking. But I’m easing her into the hard for shit. She will keep my house clean and keep my pussy clean. But last night she ate my pussy for two hours and 22 minutes. Plus, I pegged her. And I did not go gently either. Pulled her hair and slapped her ass as I fucked her. Just like dudes did to me. No man will abuse me again. I’m honing my dominatrix skills with Sarah, my subservient slut.

I enjoyed using her. And my strap on fucked her ass and her pussy hard. Oops. I gaped her ass making her my ass rape porn star. But I think this little bitch will take whatever I give her because she’s so desperate to make money. Nobody ever paid to abuse me. So, I guess that suggests I’m being benevolent towards her. And I will teach her how to be a good slave, and how to take care of me and any of my friends. So, she will be a little bitch for me and my friends to enjoy.

I love torture sex

torture sex

I love torture sex, the way he had me tied up, pinned into a corner, sweating from my head my soft tender juicy nipples, which were clamped up so tight I could barely feel them. he just kept whipping me, over and over my bare ass jiggling with every crackle of that punishing leather, sending unbelievable sensations right up to my thighs into my tight wet pussy which had the vibrator he had shoved up there making my entire body just shrivel and become so weak I just pissed and came all down my legs.

I love torture, just ravage me, humiliate me, daddy abuse this vile worthless whore snatch. I am a pain slave for my master, and the way he had control over me just strapped into the x he had in his chamber I knew I never wanted to leave his chamber.

He was a better fuck, dead than alive

I have a little confession to make. See Im much Like a rabid animal with a taste for blood. After I’ve had it once, I can’t get enough. A friend of mine is a mortuary assistant, and I can have all the sex with dead bodies that I want. So Lately, I’ve been indulging.

Fucking actual stiffs are so hot

I Love “going shopping” That means going in the morgue and actually picking out a body. I get to pick out the fuckcicle I want to ride. Fuckcicle is a good term because those cocks are icy cold, but they stay hard forever. I just ride and ride and cum, squirt and piss all over their rigor mortised cock. It’s so good to fuck a cock that isn’t attached to a complaining and bitching ass man.

I even find myself cuddling with them afterwards. Snuggling up to to cool bodies. They keep pretty fresh for about 2-3 weeks, and then I just set them on fire out in the woods in the back. Boom! No evidence. Thought, I really want to start performing my own killings, and fucking the cocks that I snuff out. It’s hot but I feel like it can get so much hotter. Nothing sexier than riding a corpse until your cunt starts pissing cum. I don’t have to worry about him going limp either.

I’m also thinking about cutting and removing the dead cocks and balls that I fuck, as an entire 1 piece unit. That way, I can keep them as my most prized trophies, and sweet reminders.

Sex with Dead Bodies

Asphyxiation By Cock

Home invasion phone sex calls bring out my inner savage, When Master and I ran into your home with our guns blazing, tying you up, ready for blood. I slapped your wife with the butt of my gun because her screams were irritating me, Master tied you up and your whore of a wife, her lips bloody from my gun. Forcing it in her mouth making her suck it. Taking a tooth or two out in the process as you beg me not to hurt the slut. Stripping her naked forcing a glass bottle in her pussy to open her up. You’re begging just fueled my fire, making me want to step it up and hurt her a little bit more, then I hear a faint cry coming from down the hall, Both of you beg me not to hurt your young one as I follow the cries, coming back with a tiny little cum whore, bouncing her on my hip soothing her just enough to shut her fucking mouth just enough for me to molest her little plump hairless cunt. Removing her pajamas and underwear my pinky in her tight little asshole, she squirms and tries to wiggle free making my pinky go deeper. Home invasion phone sexBoth of you crying and screaming for me not to hurt her. Master has a huge hard on and I know just how to make him cum, bringing him your little bundle of joy, his cock out and throbbing as I sit her tiny pussy on his face, his long perverted tongue exploring her holes as you watch in terror, I stroke Master until he is rock hard, placing your mini slut on his dick, stuffing his huge cock in her tender twat, she lets out a blood curdling scream as I bounce her on his thick pole. All you can do is cry and beg me to stop, I bounce her harder, she is passing out from the pain. I pull Masters blood soaked cock out of her pussy and stuff it in her mouth, Making her clean up the blood, his cock is so big its cutting off her air circulation, we hear her gasping for breath, fighting to breath as her skin turns pale, shoving his massive member farther down her throat, she spits up on his cock and begins to choke on her vomit but I don’t stop her, instead I stuff his meat farther down her throat, by now she is blue, her body is limp, removing Master’s cock from her mouth tossing her lifeless body to the side. Your next!  

Murder phone sex Fantasies, the bloodier the better

Murder phone sex Fantasies are such a fun, grotesque dance. Oh, the depravity! It is the only way I can truly cum. Both sets of lips drool at the sight of a bloody, pulsing cock. The sweet nectar of violence on my tongue brings me to life, and I know how much you love it too. Isn’t it music to your ears to hear the cries of a helpless, doomed little slut?Murder phone sex Fantasies
Maybe I am an evil bitch, but I do have taste, don’t I? I know you have been dreaming of a woman who is consumed by a hunger for blood. I cannot deny the intoxicating thrill I derive from this twisted realm. These pathetic little whores, so easily bought and broken, are mere pawns in our sadistic game. We’ll use them up, leave them a shattered, unrecognizable husk, and no one will bat an eye. They’re a dime a dozen, disposable playthings for our distinct appetites.
In my domain, there’s a never-ending carnival of carnage and depravity where snuff fantasies reign supreme. Twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, it’s a world of brutal, wanton pleasure. You have the opportunity to taste the blood of those helpless little virgins and turn them into proper victims! Because I need you to have the most extreme gore-slicked dick. My tongue aches to lick every inch, to savor the metallic tang of the Snuff Sex slave’s blood.
Oh, the sweet ecstasy of snuff! Let the screams of our little porn star motivate your cock to fuck harder. Pound your cock deeper and deeper. I need your cock to be soaked with the little bitch’s guts. Make me cum harder than ever. Don’t hold back, babe. I’m your goddess of filth, worshiped by the dark gods of vice and perversion.

Lets Snuff My Mean Mom And Stupid Young Teen Sister!

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Murder phone sex fantasies don’t get more intense that this killer snuff porn fantasy I have.  I have my boyfriend over and we tie up my mom to a chair and my young teen sister to another. He wants to try my little sisters hairless pussy so I tell him to rape her pussy in this fantasy. He cuts her bindings and shoves that big demonic cock of his in her tight virgin pussy and makes her scream. She cries and begs him to stop but he keeps fucking her tight little cunt and makes here sweet blood cover his fat cock.  I laugh and start recording this for our personal snuff porn collection. It’s always better when it’s real.  I slit her throat and laugh as her eyes go wide and she coughs up blood and she chokes on her own blood. Then i take his cock out and force it through my bitch moms eye and let him fuck her eye hole. she screams as he kills her in this fantasy. his cock kills her as he skull fucks her brains out. I suck off his demon cock and he fills my murder whore mouth full of hot demon seed I swallow it filling my belly with sperm.

Mutilation Phone Sex is The Best Mind Fuck

If your seeking a total mind fuck then come on down to Hell where the weather is Hot and Mutilation phone sex is even hotter. Let my filthy needs of destroying flesh be fed. If it isn’t you I will castrate and cut up then bring me a viable meat bag in place of you.

On the contrary if it’s a game of Hunting that you crave. Well let’s see what is on the Open Season list. I bet there is that piece of fuck meat in season. Obviously my love of a little bind torture and killing is immense. Soon enough we will be able to slice into some young flesh.

Consequently, all that blood is mine. It is my will to fill buckets, a bath tub or even one of those tin farm tubs full of a virgins blood. Here is where I will bathe and this is how my pale skin keeps it’s purity. And the fire demon inside of me is enraged and all I want is to destroy you.

Mutilation phone sex

Sexy accomplice phone sex

Accomplice phone sex

 

Hearing the sweet sounds of screaming and torture I’m so addicted to having accomplice phone sex. I got to have the hottest phone sex the other day, we got to kidnap his stupid cheating ex. Tying her up and with zip ties and ropes on her mouth.

Using her stupid holes how they deserved to be used shoving all kinds of things up her worthless holes. Even taking a baseball bat and hitting her with is and then forcing into the dirty sloppy skanky cum holes. Getting them so gaped wide open while watching her pathetic body thrash around just to be hit right across her worthless cheating face.

Taking needles and pressing them into her nipples and forcing her to push our giant toys out of her fucking ass hole.  Dragging a knife and cutting into her precious skin, letting open up and bleed while I ride his dick listening to her terror.

Snuff Phone Sex Never Bores Me

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex never bore me. And I think that’s because I enjoy being a sick bitch. The kind of bitch you don’t want to fuck over. And the kind of bitch you never try to dominate either. I make it very clear in my blocks in my profile that I’m not the kind of woman who Does traditional fuck calls. In fact, I almost never fuck a caller. My sexual gratification comes from torture and murder.

If I am castrating, you or snuffing you, you will never have a chance to fuck me. But then, even when I’m just your accomplice, you don’t have much of a prayer for that either. But let’s be clear here you serve only one of two roles with me. My victim or my accomplice. Although I have no problem with you, beating your worthless meat don’t expect me to give you head or let you anywhere near my pussy. Unless of course, I’m smothering you to death you see my pussy as a suffocation device.

Yet every damn day I need to kill my accomplice because he does not listen to my rules. Why is it that man have such an inability to retain information. Do they think this is just an act and that I don’t really mean it when I explain the rules of accomplice phone sex to them. Personally, I think men just think with their dicks, which is another argument for why they shouldn’t have them. I figure if you don’t listen to what I have to say you’re not gonna listen to any woman. So I might as well put you out of our misery early on.

Men Should Never Think with Their Cocks with Me

Richard found out that I meant business recently. He didn’t read the fine print of our agreement even though I verbally went over it on the phone with him. When we met, he told me the girl he wanted assistance and kidnapping and torturing. Seems like a simple gig. And it would’ve been a simple gig if Richard had not let his hormones get in the way. Suddenly, he decided he didn’t want to pay me the money and he wanted to fuck me instead. And when I told him absolutely not if he was the last man on earth, he tried to force himself on me. When were these idiots ever learn.

Once his cock made an appearance, so did the knife that I keep strapped to my inner thigh. Without missing a beat, I sliced his cock off with such force. It flew across the room and landed and the dog bowl. I gave my hound from hell a nice treat. Sure I could’ve taken his balls to the complete castration phone sex, but he’ll never fuck so I didn’t really see the purpose of taking his balls too. The man no longer has cock. And they’re not gonna find this dick in a field somewhere to reattach. My dog shit his cock out this morning.

You are My Accomplice or My Victim, But Never My Lover

Has rich late curled up in a ball in his own blood and vomit. I kicked him a few times to make it hurt even more. Then I spit on him. And I reminded him this was all his doing. I gave him clear cut rules for a partnership and he chose to One neglect those rules and two try to not pay me. Also he’s lucky he’s still breathing. And trust me, I thought about killing him because I’ve certainly killed men for less. But when it comes to castration and cock mutilation, I like them to live with the constant reminder That their stupidity has long lasting consequences.

So tell me, loser. Will you follow my instructions and agree to my rules while you lose your cock and maybe your balls too?