Daddy wants to film snuff movies and he told me that I am going to be the bukkake superstar, of course. We always create the best homemade porn videos and Daddy even sells them for a profit. My worthless piece of shit body is only good for being used, abused and pimped out to anyone who is desperate enough to destroy me. It’s even better when we have an audience. My cum addiction was fed when Daddy forced me on to my knees and gaped my mouth open so that I could be filled up and smothered with endless loads of cock cream from dozens of throbbing cocks. I’m such a fuckin jizz whore and I wouldn’t want it to be any other way. I have a sloppy wet cunt and it gets even messier after i’m subjected to a bukkake shower explosion. I don’t even know where Daddy finds all of these horny dicks that are eager as fuck to blast on me but he always has them on tap and ready to fuck me up. I’m getting everything that a snuff whore like me deserves. I have a love/hate relationship with my life.
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Torture Phone Sex Threesome
I get a lot of torture phone sex calls. Guys want to hurt me not love me. I came to terms with that eons ago. There is something about me that annoys men. Maybe it is because I am a whore. Perhaps it is because I am a redhead. It could even be because I am coke addicted mother. Men and women hate me equally. The most sadistic people I have encountered have been women. Friday night, I hooked up with a couple. It was a Tinder type of arrangement. They were a party couple looking for a woman to join them for a three way. I thought I could do some lines of coke, suck cock, eat pussy and go home. They had other plans. In fact, when I arrived, the man looked familiar. When you have done as much coke as I have and fucked as many men, they all blend in after a while. Turns out I fucked this dude 12 years ago for $40 so I could get a dime bag. I gave him an STD which he gave to his wife. She has been hunting for me ever since for revenge. She beat the fuck out of me before stringing me up in their basement. I endured hours of electric shock. That was mild compared to the needles she pierced through my clit and nipples. I was pissing myself. She just laughed at me, ridiculed me and tortured me. Her husband was submissive. He was watching like he was sorry. Her rage was high for me. I guess I deserved it for being a dirty whore. I didn’t think she was going to let me go, but she was a sadistic bitch, not a killer. She hated me, but she knew I wouldn’t turn her in for torture sex. I kind of got off on it. Damn, I am a sick bitch.
Master’s Torture
I arrived on time, at least I thought. He told me exactly 12:00 and that’s when I knocked, but he said I was late and started to drag me down to the dungeon. I’m in trouble my heart’s beating fast with excitement and fear. Master is very particular he hates when I’m late, say the wrong thing, or act out of turn. He gets furious and to calm that fury he wants to see red. He dragged me to his two wooden pillars and tied my arms up high above my head. He pulled the rope up so I would dangle inches above the ground unable to touch with my feet. He then started a small fire and grabbed a metal rod resting it inside allowing it to get nice and hot. He turned to me and grabbed tightly around my throat, while he tore open my blouse and ripping my bra. He bit down hard on my nipple, until I couldn’t help but scream as I felt oozing warmth start sliding down my stomach. He chuckled as he started playing with his collection of toys contemplating the best torture for my insubordination.
Snuff movies are so hot to make!
Snuff movies are so fucking hot to make! Well, for me anyway, I’m sure my victims may feel a little differently about it but who really gives a fuck how they feel? They are only here to scream and bleed and die for me anyway! My latest lil victim was a sweet little thing, very young and very innocent. She had never even seen a dick before, can you believe that shit? I had her naked and tied up with all her little fuck holes exposed and waiting for those big cocks, she was terrified and screaming but once I had one of the guys shove a dick down her throat all that noise was silenced real quick. We used her roughly, broke open all those lil fuck holes until she was just laying there limp and half conscious, then it was time to really start fucking with her! We literally tore her to pieces with our bare hands, ripping at her delicate flesh until the little whore was dead and our movie was finished. All in all, I loved it! I will definitely be making another movie very soon!
The Cold Feels Good
You know one of the best feelings to me is when the cold starts to set in all over my body. You can feel the warmness drain out of you as you are cut open and exposed. The cold is so peaceful and inviting to me. When I feel myself floating toward the brink of no return, that you have given me. I like we you start to stare into my eyes because I know you enjoying watching when the light fades away. You feel satisfied knowing it was you who help take my life away, you had such a immense power with my life. Feels good doesn’t it? To decide my fate, my complete ending. You choose how pleasant or brutal it would be. For those few hours you were my last and only friend.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies My Fate Is Locked
My fate gets locked in every time I take a call and some of my favorites involve rape phone sex fantasies that ultimately lead to my demise. Yeah, I’m a twisted little bitch or bimbo that actually gets off only when put in the most compromising of positions that are really tend to lead me into some form of rabbit hole of a twisted dream or nightmare. I have been beat so black and blue and strangled to the point of involuntarily cumming like a beast fucking some tight young snatch. Fuck the thought of being fantasy raped by some huge beast really gets my juices flowing just knowing I will end up with my holes ripped wide open and bleeding me to my death. I’m so fucking horny right now i better pop over to the porn movies of animated beasts or filthy fairy tales.
May I have my spanking now?
Master may we pretty please have some super depraved snuff phone sex right now?? I am begging you to give me my extreme spanking that I so badly deserve. I love having to remind you every single morning to gift me with my daily beating. Only a true snuff slut craves her brutal lashings. Master spares no expense when he uses his whips, chains and hands on my filthy body. I am his all his and he can do whatever his evil heart desires. It makes my cunt wet to experience just how much the act of inflicting pain on to me turns him on. As his cock gets harder and longer I crave him more and more. He slaps me across my face and grabs on to my cheeks so that he can spit a wad of saliva into my slutty mouth. I’ve been a naughty little whore and I know what I have coming. This is the price I pay for willingly giving my fuck holes up for grabs.
Don’t talk to strangers
My boyfriend and I got the idea to lure some sluts to an abandoned house to shoot a portfolio. We were excited to hatch this plan and make it turn out just like we wanted to. We have been brainstorming ways to get our fantasy happening faster rather than later. We were all about just watching a dumb whore get on her knees begging for mercy. The idea was from a sick porn site we frequent. We just wanted to make foolish slut die and fuck her while her body grows cold. We have thought up every scenario possible so that we can have sex with dead bodies. Our primary focus was young dumb sluts who would fall for our scheme. We posted online looking for some youngins wanting to break into modeling, and we sat back and let the replies fly in. It was a golden idea. I knew plenty of sluts who would jump at the opportunity. All the nasty things began to run our my mind. These whores were going to get way more than a photo shoot.
Accomplice Phone Sex: Who Do You Want to Snuff?
Is accomplice phone sex something you enjoy? I love it. To me, there is nothing better than killing together. I have killed and tortured on my own, but when I have a partner in crime, the crime becomes hotter. Keith and I snuffed his little cousin out this week. He has long fantasized about doing it. She is a cock teasing brat. She was so young that force fucking her holes would be noticed by a parent because some damage would be done. The only thing to do was kill her. I convinced him that he needed to snuff out her young life. I assured him too that I was the right accomplice. I could alibi him if he were to be a suspect in her disappearance. Plus, I told him I could make it look like she was kidnapped and sold into slavery. I can make a body disappear. I have never come under suspicion because I know how to destroy evidence and bodies are never found. I am smarter than Ted Bundy or The Green River Killer. I don’t have a dumping site that could one day be discovered. I got Keith worked up telling him my snuff sex tales. He was in. I kidnapped her while he was at work, so he would have an alibi for when she disappeared. Her bad babysitter was on her cell phone at the park paying zero attention to her charge. I lured her away with a puppy, a trick often used by sex traffickers. He met me in my cabin in the woods. She was tied up and naked waiting for him. He had a hard on in his pants seeing her like that. I watched him force fuck her tiny little holes for hours. He ravaged her body. Lots of pent up aggression for the cock teasing whore. Once her body was used up, I made a snuff porn with her. She was an easy kill. Her body will never be found. What are your sick fantasies?
That Metal Table
I’ve been having a reoccurring dream lately, I feel like to stop having it….I must live it. It’s start by me walking to this abandon broken down warehouse. Pushing open the door and the space is mostly empty except with this single bright light coming from the center of the building. Below it is a metal table, next to it is a bunch of sharp tools.
I’m not sure what possessed me to walk up to a table but I do. I take of my clothes and calmly fold them neatly and place under the table. I climb up and lay down on top of the metal I wince on the coldness touching my back. I lay and stare up at the light, I hear a door open in the distance followed by footsteps.
A older man appears over me, he has handsome features and he gently strokes my cheeks. He says “I’m going to take away that pretty face, your going to leave this world today”. I nod completely prepared and willing. He picks up a scalpel and starts to press against my skin “Let’s begin” he grins.












