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My Worst Fantasy Phone Sex Nightmare

fantasy phone sexWhen it’s fantasy phone sex, anything goes. That is what I love about this job. I like to get fucked up on coke, which always takes me to extreme places. I have dark fantasies. Very dark fantasies. What about you?  I tend to run my mouth when I am fucked up too. I told my stepson about a deep dark fantasy last week. I know better than to tell him anything. He hates me. He gets me high because he knows I run my mouth and I don’t fight him when he abuses me. The truth is that I like the abuse. I told him this sick fantasy I have about spiders. There is nothing that scares me more than spiders. We were talking about fears. I told the wrong person that I thought I might have a heart attack if spiders were crawling all over my body while fucking. I am a submissive MILF; the thought of a man exposing me to my worst fear turns me on but scares me too. Last night my sick fantasy became a reality. I didn’t have a heart attack, but I pissed myself and hyperventilated. My stepson dragged me out of bed and tossed me in the cellar. He was taunting me in the dark. His voice seethes with hate. He hooked me up to a fuck machine. What came next, I never could have imagined. He dumped a container of hairy, big spiders on me. I was restrained to the bed frame while getting fucked and these creepy spiders were all over my body. I was shaking. I have never been so scared. This was not fantasy, it was torture sex. I was shaking badly from fear. I couldn’t enjoy the fuck machine. My stepson laughed at me as he jacked off on my face.  I knew I should have never told him my worst fear.

Cannibalism Phone Sex: Some Men are Better Dead

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex is for men with certain tastes. Not all men with such fantasies are Hannibal Lector, however. I have quite a few men who fantasize about being devoured by a hot bitch with peculiar tastes. I have a different palette than most people. I like a good pig roast but without the pig. I don’t eat swine. I do eat man flesh, however. Cooked just right, it is a very satisfying meal. Low calorie too. William paid me to kill him. We had a contract so that nothing would come back on me. The law says that someone cannot pay for their murder. So, he technically took his own life with pills. I just drank wine and watched. And waited while the oven preheated. No one would find his body unless they inspected my shit. I love eating men that have just died. They taste better fresh. I broiled William in a big pot over an open flame. I buttered him, so his skin would cook evenly and a pretty golden brown. I added veggies from my garden and turned him into man stew. It tastes great and it is healthy. Not to mention it last for a long time. William did more good to me dead than alive. He fed me for a month. He was very self aware. He knew he could do more for me dead than alive. Are you that self aware? I am hungry again.

Punished for blasphemy

Blasphemy phone sexHaving blasphemy phone sex makes me giggle because i’m such a bad girl, I burn up into flames every time I step foot in any sort of holy and sacred space. While at church with Master on this fine Sunday, he summoned the priest into the back room where he was holding me at so that he could repent me of my sins for scolding the Lord’s name in vain. Master hates when I am outspoken against his religious beliefs and demands that I receive the highest form of punishment in repayment for my outlandish words and thoughts. The nasty shit I say about religion and the way I use Jesus’s name in all the wrong ways only makes them become more furious. They tied me up and bound my wrists and ankles together so that I was at full submission to them. Master and the priest spread my cunt up as they were each gripping on to a crucifix with an evil look in their eyes. They plunged the sharp blade of the crucifix into my fuck holes, making me explode with blood and scream for mercy. Their sadistic laughing while torturing me was so fucking terrifying. Master made me open my mouth wide so that he could piss in it. I slipped into an unconscious daze from the loss of blood and they left me there in a puddle on the floor so that I could bask in my bad behavior and realize how painful the consequences are for my actions. Blasphemy sex is so fucking violent when you’re a rotten snuff slut like me.Blasphemy sex

Ass Rape Porn Ad

ass rape pornAss rape porn star wanted was all the ad said. I can take a good hardcore ass fucking, especially for money. The rent was due, and I was irresponsible with my money like always. I spent it on clothes and weed. My landlord is on too me. I can no longer fuck or suck my way out of an eviction. I answered the ad. The pay was more than I needed. I figured I would get sodomized for hours, earn the rent money and have extra for some premium weed. I thought it was an easy solution to my money situation. I was hired for anal torture sex. The money wasn’t worth it. First, I was fucked with a cattle prod. Electric shocks were sent up my ass at such a high velocity that I was convulsing. Bloody shit was coming out my ass. The person torturing my ass was a woman. She said I was her bought bitch for a few hours and I couldn’t do anything about it because I was a stupid bimbo in need of money. She was right. After the cattle prod came a baseball bat. A thick long Louisville slugger up my ass while she giggled. She was recording my ass torture. She said she had a loyal fan base that paid good money to jack off to bimbos getting anally tortured. This was going to be the hardest I ever worked for a thousand dollars. I am a pain slut, but this was more pain than I was built for, even high. I begged for drugs, but she informed me that her audience liked the look and sound of real pain. There would be no subduing the pain. The worst pain, she saved for last. I got a glass tube up my ass. This thing pierced through my ass like a sword. I swear it felt like it was gagging me from the inside. I left the site on all fours. Felt more life snuff porn than ass porn. She killed my asshole, but I won’t be homeless this month.

This whore deserved it all

snuff moviesOh this fucking whore deserved every fucking thing I gave her, I mean she was just a worthless slut what else was she good for? It was almost too easy to get her in my car, she was wasted and actually thought I was her friend, can you believe that shit? Whatever, she was too fucking dumb to live. I took her back to my place and let her pass out in the bed, by the time she woke up she was naked, spread eagle and tied to the bed with nothing else in there but a camera to record it all. Little bitch was just crying and begging to be let go but I had my perfect victim why would I ever release her? She screamed when she saw my giant dildo, it is 18 inches long, 5 inches thick and the whole thing is wrapped in broken glass, trust me, this motherfucker hurts when I fuck someone with it! I ripped her wide open when I shoved it in that pussy and kept on fucking her till I fucked her to death! I caught the whole thing on camera too so I can watch it again and again!

I suffocated that little bitch

Suffocation phone sexWhile babysitting this rotten little bitch, she wouldn’t shut the fuck up. Her crying was pissing me off so much, I couldn’t take the sound of her screaming any longer, it was like nails on a chalkboard! I grabbed a plastic bag from the kitchen and wrapped it around the youngster’s head so that she was suffocating with every gasping breath that she attempted to take. I loved watching her struggle for oxygen and slowly slip into her demise. Her neck was so tiny, it was begging for me to wrap my hands around it and strangle that last heartbeat out of her! Trust me, no one is going to miss this annoying ass rugrat, I did society a service by killing her off and burning her body so that she was nothing but a pile of bones and ash. I spit a big wad of saliva on to the pile of her remains and said to ‘rot in hell you disgusting piece of shit!’

Sinister sins

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I’m going to hell, and I’m more than okay with it. My latest adventure has pushed the line, and I think has made me even much more vindictive than I ever imagined. I saw this cute young guy at the farmers market, He approached me and started talking a whole bunch religion crap that I’m so not into. He wanted to invite me to some ceremony and wanted to go on this save your soul camp. He was an up and coming soon to be rev. I nearly chuckled when he told me that. I threw the card in my purse and rolled my eyes so hard I could see my brain. I walked away, and as I walked away, I noticed the same bitch that cut me in the produce section not even 10 minutes before the holy boy was trying to recruit me to some religion fest. I wanted revenge on something so petty; I also wanted to fuck Dave the soon to be rev. I got on the net and pulled out the card and decided to go. I went a bit early and dressed in my most scandalous outfit, I tried to make it a wee bit conservative and put on a jean jacket. Dave instantly greeted me and invited me to his office, Everyone was rolling in, and I was going to make this fucker sin so hard. I locked the door when he wasn’t noticing and got completely undressed. He was trying not to give in, and he was begging me to stop. I knew this idiot was going to engage in some gnarley blasphemy sex with me. It was too late for him he was horny and had 20 minutes to his complimentary service. He was in the process of taking over. I wanted to break his faith a bit, and I made him fuck me in his office. I told him to yell out he loves to sin for sweet pussy. He didn’t want to, but a girl like me gets what she wants. I liked knowing I was fucking this hot not so innocent anymore guy and also screwing over his bitch fiance or wife what the fuck ever.

I Need a Snuff Sex Daddy

snuff sexA dirty whore like me craves snuff sex. My daddy raised me as his little bitch. I ran away from home as a young teen girl. I didn’t realize then how grateful I was to my daddy for being such a mean son of a bitch. Being a young runaway is a rough life. I had no skills. I had no money. That made me fall prey to men who made daddy look like a choir boy. I should have realized then that daddy only wanted the best for me. I was a dumb whore who needed a dominant man to control me; make the decisions I was too stupid to make for myself. I understand that now. Every day, I look for a man like daddy. I have daddy issues, clearly, but that is good for you. I am looking for that right mixture of sadism and affection. A man who cares enough to administer a stern punishment, even torture sex. Every night I get high and drunk, trolling seedy clubs and the streets looking for a daddy master like the one I fled so many years ago. Sometimes I find great mean masters, other times I get paid to be abused for a little while and sometimes I come home empty handed and need to beg men like you to hurt me. Last night, I didn’t find a master, but I didn’t come home with nothing either. I met some street boys tweaking on meth. I don’t usually do meth, but I wanted some kicks too. I got high as fuck. I was baiting them to abuse my whore holes. I taunted their masculinity. They used me as a punching bag and sodomized my ass. There was a girl with them. She was the cruelest. She fucked my ass with her dirty shoe heel as she spit on me. I will never see them again, but it was hot abuse, albeit short lived.

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Murder phone sex fantasies

murder phone sex fantasiesI just left my friends house and I am walking to my car about to get in. Before I know it I feel someone smack my head against the door and shoves me right into my car into the passenger seat. He takes me to a secluded place. He gets out of the car and pulls me out next. He starts ripping my clothes off and undoing his pants. His cock finds it’s way to my pussy. I try and squirm and beg him to stop.

The more I beg, the harder he fucks me. He puts his belt around my neck as his cock is balls deep inside of me. He tightens it around my neck on the tightest notch. I can feel my wind pipes bursting the tighter he pulls on the belt. He cums right inside of me and ends my life at the exact same time.

Forced cocksucker

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When you have to become a cocksucker by force, you tend to make a great one. Have that gun to your head, and a stranger break in makes you do whatever they say real quick. I was home alone not expecting anyone thought it was a typical day and was going to relax and make my day off a calm one. Things have a way of working out though. I never imagined I’d be visited by my demented cousin who has always had such a massive crush on me. I was washing the dishes and felt someone grab me, I couldn’t see, but fear struck real quick, and I had to go with whatever the freak said. He wanted long hard torture sex, and he wanted it his way. I would never have imagined I’d be in that position. I soon realized by the voice who it was and I begged my cousin Joey to let me go. He told me he wasn’t going to make me go till he destroyed my mouth. He has always wanted me to blow him hard. I knew I had to play by his rules If I wanted to be left unharmed. After giving him a long blow, he came all over my mouth and fucked my ass. I yelled and begged him to stop but he wanted my tight ass, and he got it.