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Snuff Porn Babysitter Phone Sex Fantasies

snuff sexI made a snuff porn for Christmas. What did you do? I had some help of course. I was babysitting last night. I know, right? I hardly look like the kind of girl who likes brats. You are correct. I hate them. Germy, needy, self entitled cesspools. They drain your time, energy and money. That is why I don’t have any. But, they are fun to fuck with, literally and proverbially. The little devil’s spawn I was in charge of last night was a blond blue eyed devil in disguise. Perfect ray of sunshine when her folks are around, but the moment they are gone, she turns into the bad seed. I decided to teach the little whore a lesson with the help of a dirty old accomplice friend. Monica has this stupid Elf and a Shelf doll she loves. First, I had my friend dress up as the creepy Michael Myers to scare the crap out of Monica. I promised him if he did this favor for me, I would let him explore his ageplay rape fantasies with her. I could always say we were victims of an unknown assailant. Sweet little Monica would never see his face. She woke up screaming when she saw the scary man with the knife killing her fucking doll. I acted like the concerned babysitter at first. At first when I thought she was just going to get force fucked by my wicked accomplice. But, darling little Monica went into rabid little bitch mode, so I told him to kill her. Told him he could fuck her alive then dead to compare which was better. She looked at me in horror. I pinned her down while he fucked her tight virgin hole. So young. So tender. So dead. He stabbed her after he fucked her, then he fucked her some more. Pinned her to the wall  next to her annoying elf on a shelf. He  hit me hard over the head to cover up my involvement. Merry Christmas to her parents. They will be brat free in 2017. Merry Christmas to me too. I love being a sick accomplice, especially in the murder and torture of annoying little creatures.

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Snuff Porn Wonderland

snuff pornSnuff porn Christmas is what naughty whores receive. I was at a bar last night getting drunk with random men. Last thing I remembered was doing lines of coke off some dude’s dick in the bathroom. I woke up hours later tied up in a basement. No memory of how I got there. No recollection of my captor. He was not the guy I was doing coke with when my memory last worked. I explained that he didn’t have to hold me captive. I was a sick pain slut; I enjoy rough sex. Fuck it, I even enjoy torture sex. He didn’t want to fuck me. In his words, “I don’t put my cock in diseased cunt.” He spoke with such disdain for me. He clearly was a woman hater. I tried reverse psychiatry on him. That just pissed him off. I had no clue what was in store for me, but I knew it wasn’t good. Suddenly, I heard screams. I think I heard chainsaws too. Maybe it was a power saw. But what I heard was some sort of power tool combined with blood curdling screams.  “Don’t mind that Cassie. Your turn will happen soon,” he seethed. I pissed myself. This was like a bad dream. Something straight out of Black Christmas.  A man came in the room, covered in blood splatter and said, “Next.”As my ropes were untied, I kicked and screamed to no avail. I was dragged by my hair across the cold floor, even through pools of blood and guts. I saw a pile of dismembered body parts in the corner. I told myself this was some sort of bad drug trip. I closed my eyes and prayed, but I was still in a bloody wonderland when I opened my eyes.  “You have been a naughty whore this year,” was the last thing I heard before the chainsaw cut my tits off…..

Merry Snuffmas!

snuff sexMerry Snuffmas! I have already started my holiday celebrating a little early over here because the perfect victim just kind of fell in my lap. She is this annoying nosy neighbor of mine, she is always watching me and asking me all kinds of nosy questions, I can’t stand it! Today she came over to invite me to her Christmas dinner, she said that she couldn’t stand to see me all alone on a holiday… her bleeding heart bullshit was making me sick! I couldn’t hear any more of her crap so I invited her in for a drink… bitch was already half drunk so convincing her to get a little nasty with me was easy… of course she didn’t know that  fucking wasn’t the only thing on my mind. I fucked her with the biggest dildo I could find… and even after she started to cry and tell me how much it hurt, I wouldn’t stop, I just kept on fucking that whore until I fucked her to death! No more annoying twat for me to listen to now!

He had to die

killer phone sexHe had to die, that fucking asshole saw me torturing and killing my latest little victim and I couldn’t leave him alive to testify against me now could I? Besides, it’s not like he was a real man anyway! He was a wimpy little bitch, when he saw me coming he started to cry! What kind of man does that? The kind that deserves to die, that’s what kind! He was shaking like a leaf as I walked up to him and he begged me to let him live, he swore that he would never tell a soul what he had seen but I just couldn’t take that chance. I pulled out my trusty sledgehammer and started swinging, each blow made him cry harder… until he was beaten too badly to make any more noises that is. He died in a bloody mess on his hallway floor, I guess that will teach him not to be nosy anymore!

Taboo Phone Sex Christmas: Naughty Brats Get Ass Rape Porn

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex Christmas has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it? I love the movies Silent Night, Deadly Night and Black Christmas. Those are my kind of holiday movies. I don’t spread cheer. I spread fear. I fucking hate Christmas. Annoying brats begging for expensive toys that they will grow bored of in a month. Cunts demanding expensive jewelry from poor bastards  they have on the hook. Folks slaving in stores at ridiculous hours for minimum wage when they should be enjoying time at home sleeping and eating. All the commercialism and entitlement that comes out this time of year makes me murderous.  I had some fun with fraternal twins at the mall last night. Spoiled brats were being rude to Santa. Who the fuck is rude to Santa? I decided that that the devil’s spawn needed to be on his naughty list. I showed them just what happens to bad little boys and girls. I snatched them right up in the crowded mall. No one was paying a lick of attention but Santa. I had his blessing to do very bad things to spoiled little brats. I punched them both in the face hard enough to knock them out. Carried them over my shoulders like sleeping angels. Dumped them in the family bathroom. I stripped them naked and invited perverts in to violate their tiny fuck holes. I had a naughty little girl for the P men who enjoy baby girl pussy. I had little boy ass for the dirty priests and boy lovers. I rewarded the perverts while punishing two naughty brats. When they woke up, I told them all they were getting for Christmas was their home made ass rape porn and a lump of coal. Told them Santa would slit their little throats if they told on his naughty Elf. The brats pissed themselves in fear. Merry Fucking Christmas.  Have you been naughty or nice?

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He looks at my open pussy. He starts to fuck me with his tongue. It feels so good. He makes me orgasm. He then climbs on top of me. He lifts up my legs over my head. He shoves his cold hard cock into my soaking wet snatch. I moan, it feels so good. It’s like fucking a glass dildo. He is hard as a rock literally. He starts thrusting in and out of me harder. It begins to hurt. I’m still loving it at this point. He starts to bang me inhumanly fast. I’m getting scared. His fangs pop out. So he is really a vampire. I’m not crazy at all. He growls and snaps my leg. I scream from the pain. He broke it I can feel it. He snaps the other leg. I scream out again. He broke them so they will lay over and he can fuck my cunt harder and deeper. He is fucking me so fast he looks like a blur. My pussy is bleeding from the friction. It hurts so much. I have felt pain. But this, it feels worse because he has been so gentle all this time. He dislocates both my hips. It’s excruciating!! I wish he would kill me. I imagine that is already his plan. Tears run down my face. So much pain. He pounds my pussy harder. Please stop this just kill me I think in my head. I remain silent aside from the sobs and moans. My pussy is screaming in pain as well. All a sudden he jumps off me. Thank the lord. He moves his face back down to my pussy. He starts to lick the blood away. I relax a but Then, I feel him bite down. It feels like he bit the inside of my honey hole. He starts to suck on my cunt hole then. He did bite me inside of it now he is draining my blood again. He sucks harder. I hate to admit it while it’s painful and the pain from my legs are horrible. The sucking of my holes blood is making me wet. He drains me of my blood. I start to fade away again. The pain subsides as my eyes go dark. I hear someone say “ when I’m done draining her just throw her body in the Shute with the others.” So I am going to die. At least the end is peaceful. I see my happier days as a tot cross my eyelids as my chest moves one last time.

Snuff Porn Whore

snuff pornHe said I looked like a snuff porn whore. That should have been my clue. My red flag. I’m attracted to dangerous men. I felt powerless when our eyes locked at the club. I knew I was in for trouble, maybe even deadly trouble. I went into a private room with him. I don’t know why. I was afraid of him, but wildly attracted to him at the same time. He ordered me to strip for him. I did as I was ordered. I always do as I am told, even when it is detrimental to me. After I gave him a sexy dance, he put his cigarette out on my face. “You are too pretty for a whore,” he seethed. The pain was intoxicating. He punched me in the stomach so hard, I fell to the floor. I cowered in the corner like a scared animal. I was scared. He took off his belt. He beat me for what seemed like an eternity. “Why,” I asked? “Because I can, whore,” was his only reply. I was bloody, swollen and bruised. That was just the tip of the iceberg. He ushered in all the male patrons in the bar. “Free whore pussy,” he yelled before instructing the men to do whatever they wanted to me. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? I have been force fucked all my life. I have grown to like it.  I have grown to expect it too.

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Ass Rape Porn Bar Gangbang

ass rape pornAss rape porn is my favorite. I have always been an anal Annie. As a grown woman, I find more guys obsessed with anal torture than just a good hardcore ass fucking. I love it in the ass, but sometimes it is way more than I can handle. I went to my local corner bar for some fun Friday night. It is a total dive bar. A bar respectable women avoid, but everyone who knows me knows I am a far cry from respectable. If you are a chick in this bar, you want fucked or you want drugs. In my case, it is always both. The guys there just refer to me as the ginger whore. The moment I walk in, they buy me drinks because every regular patron there knows I cannot hold my alcohol for shit. After a few rounds of tequila, I am a gangbang rape porn star. My memory is a little sketchy about the other night, but my prolapsed ass tells me I had a good time. What I do remember is being bent over the bar while men sodomized me with beer bottles, pool sticks, cocks and fists. Pretty sure I passed out at some point, but that didn’t stop their fun. Why should it? A submissive whore doesn’t need to give consent, she is up for grabs.  I woke up in the alley behind the bar. I was appropriately dumped by the garbage bin. Trash and broken glass all around me. It was raining. I was cold and wet. Oh, and naked. My clothes likely left in the bar. I guess they couldn’t wake me come closing time, so the bartender discarded me like trash. I could feel my asshole  had popped out. That is the calling card of an anal sex whore. I live nearby, so I crawled home naked and cold.  Took a hot bath and tried to piece together the night.

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I killed her with my bare hands

snuff phone sexShe was young and weak, I didn’t even have the little bitch tied up because she was such easy prey for me. She struggled against me but that didn’t matter, my hands stayed strong around her neck, there was no fucking way that she was going to break my grip. I could see her her face turning red and her eyes rolled back in her head, she was struggling to breathe but there was no air getting to her lungs. It was turning me on to see her suffer like that, my pussy was dripping, I wanted to cum so bad but she had to die before I could! I squeezed harder and harder and watched her face turn blue and with a final spasm she finally died. God I came so fucking hard when I saw the life leave her eyes! It was so intense to be that hands on!

Taboo Phone Sex: I Spread Holiday Fear, Not Cheer

taboo phone sexWhat are your taboo phone sex fantasies? I consider myself a sick therapist of sorts. I help men explore their dark desires. The ones that could get them arrested or committed to an insane asylum; maybe even killed. The holidays are lonely times for losers. You will not get a sympathetic ear if you call me crying about nobody loving you or whining about how awful your life turned out. I will, however, be likely to encourage you to off yourself or at the very least let me kill you. The holidays fill you with sadness, but they fill me with murderous rage. I am easily pissed off as it is, but you add crowds, holiday cheer and shopping to the mix and I want to get a semi automatic gun and unleash on a mall full of self absorbed assholes. Instead, I  take my rage out on you. The pathetic loser who calls me baby or asks me what I am wearing in a futile attempt to bond. I don’t bond. I kill. I can smell fear and desperation through the phone. It gives me a girl hard on because I like to fuck up losers who think I give a crap about them. I don’t have a lonely hearts phone sex line. I have a snuff sex line. It is very therapeutic to kill you. I bet it would be therapeutic for you to die too. I clearly need to kill and maim more, because I flew in a rage over one of those annoying Salvation Army dudes ringing his damn bell. I kicked him in the balls and shoved his bell up his ass while a crowd gathered by and watched. Why? Because the sight of one of those mother fuckers is just a reminder that it’s fucking Christmas. I hate Christmas. Want to find some little soul or annoying twat waffle and spread fear instead of cheer with me?