Category: Snuff sex

Snuff Porn Season Has Arrived for This Druggy Whore

snuff pornTis the season for snuff porn. But that is not a good thing. At least not for me. I already scored a big bag of holiday coke from my black drug dealer. He made me work for it too. I entertained him and six of his buddies for hours until my holes gaped wide. But that was easy compared to what many men do to me, including my stepson.

For once, I thought I had enough coke to get me through the holidays. And I did not get a severe beating for it. Just a severe fucking which I will take any day. I decided to go out to this dive bar that almost any soccer mom would avoid. Lots of rough types drink there. The kind of men that would make you a gangbang rape porn star on a pool table or a pinball machine.

But they know me. And they party with me. So, I thought I could save a night’s worth of my coke and party with the rough boys. And they did share their coke with me like expected. However, they got much rougher than usual with me. I know I saw a lot of new faces, but still I thought the regulars would intervene. Turns out the new men in the club wanted to fuck this bitch up. And the regulars stood by and masturbated. It almost felt like I walked into a trap.

Sometimes, I Think I Must Have a Death Wish

This huge muscle bound jock type of man picked me up with one hand and pinned me to the wall. Another guy ripped my panties off. Tore them with his bare hands. And without warning, shoved his fist up my cunt. He paraded me through the bar like I was a hand puppet. Hands groped my tits, pulled my hair and slapped my ass as he went through the crowd with his forearm shoved up my cunt.

Before long, he tossed me on the pool table and all the new men in the club took my cunt and ass for a ride. All the while choking me so hard, I would pass out. Strangulation phone sex fantasies seemed real in the moment. They joked that they could kill me. And I knew they could. But then as one of them slapped me back awake he told me he would spare my life because him and his friends need a dumb whore to fuck whenever.

I would not call what they did to me fucking. I can handle rough fucking. But this seemed more violent, and close to deadly. This seemed more like snuff than fucking. However, I did not argue. I knew if I said the wrong thing the big dude could snap my neck like a chicken. I barely got out of that bar alive. All those men wanted to hurt me. Maybe even hurt me dead. Perhaps, the holidays just bring the worst out of men. Do they bring the worst out of you?

Torture sex is the painful fucking of a tight unwilling hole

Torture sexTorture sex is a very big part of my life and there is no shame it. I grew up hating this fucking world and I do my best to cause destruction wherever I can. The power that comes with being a snuff whore is incredibly intoxicating. The dance of dominance and submission vary from person to person but with me it’s all about dominance that causes the most suffering.

The pain in my victims eyes is enough for me to cum but when there is a cock deep inside me as I am raping a tight little hole, I am on a different plane of existence. The highest level you can imagine. And I know that is why you came to me. You crave the same kind of power and violence as I do. I can help you make some hot Ass rape porn with a little teen bitch.

I like to groom little pregnant whores, desperate and unnecessary. You literally can do anything to them when you flash stacks of cash in their face. I will hold her down, while you plow her holes endlessly. I want to see blood on your cock, you understand? Let’s get wild baby!

 

Rena Gets Lured In With Strangulation Phone Sex

My strangulation phone sex experience started when my pussy was dripping wet going out one night. He grinned wickedly before leaning in close so only I could hear him whisper against my ear: “How about we skip all that small talk andlet me lick that clit and stick my hard dick in it girl?  You look like you know how to make a dick explode with cum.” His hand slid down between us and began rubbing my clit under my skirt, right there in front of everyone.

Without hesitation or shame, I reached down between us too and started stroking his hard cock through his pants too; it felt even bigger than it looked! I could feel precum leaking on my hands, I wanted this stranger bad!

We couldn’t get out of their quickly enough, I would’ve stuck that cock in me right there if he let me. As we left and headed to his car, our hands were in every hole.  He pressed me against the wall roughly, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he ground his hard-on against my wet pussy through our clothes. I moaned into his mouth when he finally tore away from the kiss and bit down on my bottom lip playfully while reaching around to unclasp my bra from behind me with one hand while still grinding against me with his cock.

“Fuck,” he growled out between breaths as if unable to control himself any longer – which only turned me on more! With a swift movement, he yanked off both of our shirts and hiked up my skirt ripping my panties off.

He bent me over and spanked my ass cheeks which were nowcompletely naked for him. His rough fingers traced circles around them teasingly before spreading them apart wide enough for him to see straight up into my waiting cunt which was already dripping wet with anticipation for him!

Without warning or asking permission first, he positioned himself at my fuck hole then thrust forward powerfully filling every inch of myself up inside of me instantly causing pain mixed pleasure coursing through every nerve ending within reach! As much as it hurt though – God did it feel good having someone take complete control like this…especially someone like HIM!!! He put his hands around my neck and squeezed as his cock got harder and harder. I didn’t care it felt so good.  Before I knew it, I was waking up in an alley covered in his cum laying on the ground. He was nowhere in site and neither were my panties.Strangulation phone sex

When daddy murders he turns me on so much

Bloody phone sexBloody phone sex is an escape into madness That feels so fucking good! Warm sticky blood all over me has me cumming hard. I know it’s not mine, but the bitch laying on top of me. The bitch I helped my daddy fuck and cut! I found her at the homeless camp trying to stay warm! 

 He doesn’t always like so much mess, but everyone needs that bloody fuck once in a while. He thought of leaving her alive, but she is losing too much to stay alive! Oh well, daddy gets what he wants when he wants! And so what if he kills the little throwaway sluts sometimes?  

Bloody phone sex

I stay silent as daddy takes his kill. I bite my lip and try not to cum too fast. His little slut whore waits for him to finish so I can clean her up. When daddy kills, It makes me so hot! I clean her up and lick the blood off her body. I’m turned on by the sheer violence of his murder, making for the best Snuff sex!!! He smiles and strokes my head, telling me I’m a good girl.

I smile and nod, knowing that I’m his perfect little whore. We kiss so he can taste her blood out of my mouth too! We savor the taste of her blood and Daddy and I fuck on her dead body! Daddy cums from our sadistic and violent pleasure kill. We fall asleep in the puddle of her sticky sweet blood! 

Sex with dead bodies I created… six months ago.

Sex with Dead Bodies

As much as I like being the victim, I like making them too.

See, this graveyard from our last adventure? Has a lot of skeletons in it. Ones I created. And ones I use to fuck myself with. Because bones never really go limp.

Best time to harvest a bony dong is around 6 months dead. Perfectly cleaned off of any of the gooey stuff, but also hard enough still to with handle the abuse I’m about to give it. A femur is usually the best one.

The head of the bone usually makes a really good for clit stimulation. With how round the knob of it is, can just rub your shit like it’s gonna give you life. Gets me nice and wet so I don’t have to worry about going dry.

As I will always end up shoving a fuck toy up my crotch so I can give myself a boner.

See what I did there 😉

Head of the femur is probably equates to being fisted. It’s a big joint, but feels fucking amazing when you use it to give yourself a calcium shaft therapy session. And you can go for hours if you have enough lube with you.

Sex with dead bodies is always a pleasure for me to enjoy. Even when my dear lover ceased to exist many moons ago.

Bloody Phone Sex Christmas Time is Here

bloody phone sexRed is my favorite color, as in bloody phone sex red. And Christmas brings out violence in me. Always has because people act more like rude self-entitled assholes at this time of year. And this is the time of year that they should be much nicer. However, when I encounter a rude, self-entitled asshole, I take care of him or her. I show them some Christmas spirit.

I like to hunt for prey at Walmart. Personally, I would never shop there because of the people in the store. Might be a mass attack on a large crowd of assholes and bitches. But I decided that I can find such deserving victims there, especially close to Christmas. And I can restrain myself even if I want to kill every loser in the store.

And Last night I had too many candidates to choose from. But I found one. A young Karen type white bitch. I watched her snatch the last of some video game right out of a little boy’s hand. Then she had the audacity to yell at the mother who pointed out what she did was wrong. So young to be so self-entitled already. But she made the perfect victim on the 5th day of snuff sex Christmas.

More Folks Deserve to Die at Christmas Time

I followed her home. Of course, she lived in a trailer park. Now, I had to be careful. As much as I wanted her to scream, folks would hear her. So, I drugged her before I carved up her body. Normally, I would plan a kill better, but this bitch had to die. There are consequences to bad behavior. And she deserved everything I did to her. You could have fucked her before I mutilated her body. Hell, after I did it too.

I exsanguinated her with deep cuts all over her body. And I loved watching the crimson red blood flow out on her floor. It killed me to have her not suffer. But I could not risk getting caught. I mutilated her perky little tits, stabbed her cunt and carved cunt in her body. Eventually, I sliced an artery and watched her white rug turn a pretty red. Who has a white rug? Although it might not have been a very satisfying kill, at least the bitch died. Even if she deserved extreme torture sex, she won’t ruin anyone’s Christmas. One Grinch down, many more to go.

Cannibalism phone sex grants me access to yummy cock flesh

Cannibalism phone sex will take you where you need to be. Right in my mouth baby. I’ve been called many things – a deviant, a pervert, a siren of sin – but I prefer to think of myself as a connoisseur of carnal delights. My lair is a place where the forbidden becomes possible, where the line between pleasure and pain is blurred, and where the ultimate release can only be found in the darkest corners of the human imagination.Cannibalism phone sex

Let me paint a picture for you – you lay before me, your heart pounding in your chest as you gaze upon my sharp ass teeth, each one a reminder of the fate that awaits your cock. You’re sweating, trembling, but you can’t deny the thrill that courses through your veins as you submit to me, your dominatrix.

And then, with a wicked grin, I sink my teeth into your shaft. The pain is intense, but it’s quickly replaced by a wave of pleasure that courses through your entire being. Your mind reels as I tear through your skin, indulging your Snuff sex desires and leaving you gasping for more.

I can hear you now, begging for more, pleading for me to chomp on your cock flesh. And as I clean my teeth, savoring the taste of your release, I can’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. This is what I live for, blood pouring down my chin and fresh cock flesh in my teeth.

 

Sex with Dead Bodies that I created

 

Sex with Dead Bodies

Just got back from the graveyard. My ex was left there though. Gonna miss his dick…

Well, he had to be there. He’s dead. Buried him there with another dude, as the hole was already dug.

But that’s not what you wanna hear. You wanna know why. Why is he there? And what happened?

So we had a kink of going to graveyards and fucking. Kind of a role play that involved sex with dead bodies. Except this time, it was for real. As I wanted to penetrate him with my own blade this time.

Started out like any normal time. He was laying on top of a grave site, pretending to be “dead”. With the most massive of hard ons ever as well. Practically pitching a tent with his cock.

I “find” this as I’m walking through the graveyard to “visit my long lost love”. Only to find this perfect specimen that I really want to have inside of me. To which I do oblige. And proceed to fuck him while he lay there, motionless.

Up until I drove the knife into his chest. That’s about the time I got some fight out of him. Also the look of disbelief that I would actually fucking kill him.

Of course I would. Does he not know me?

After a few more stabs of my knife, he lay motionless again. But still hard as fuck. So I took the opportunity to really get my itch scratched. And rode him like a Shetland Pony into rigor.

I did fuck him a few more times before rolling his carcass into an open grave. Should be happy he was at least getting a burial in a graveyard anways…

Sadistic Phone Sex Mutilation of Daddy The Best Holiday

In the shadowy corners of imagination Sadistic Phone Sex with two Seductively Sadistic vixens comes into play. Today, we delve into the dark narrative of two women, whose sadistic pleasures are as intricate as the craving and desires of men for little girls. 

 

A Den of Twisted Sadistic Phone Sex Delights

 

Imagine a place where torment and pain come into being.  In fact it’s a basement dungeon. And this dungeon is  adorned with the tools of our trade – specially curated items that speak of a long, dark interest in the macabre.
The walls might be lined with the echoes of past victims, each scream absorbed into the stone, creating an atmosphere thick with dread.
This is where you awake. Specifically you awake tied to a wooden beam, by your wrists. And as you dangle there soon you will realize that you are no longer a man. Obviously there was a lot of blood, and you are weak but now conscious. 

Queens of Pain : Morticia and Angie

 

Morticia – With eyes like cold steel and a smile that never reaches them, she’s the architect of pain. With hair, a cascade of raven black, frames her face like a dark halo. Obviously my methods are calculated, each strike, each cut, planned with the precision of a surgeon. And my laughter, when it comes, is like the sound of glass shattering, a chill to the bone.

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Angie – The artist of agony, her beauty is deceptive, her voice deep and melodic, a siren’s call to disaster. Blonde, with curls that seem innocent, her touch, however, is anything but. She revels in the psychological torment, her words weaving a web of despair and confusion, her physical acts an extension of her chaotic mind.

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The Victim: The Canvas of Torment

 

Let’s call him Alex, a man whose filthy desire is a crime in itself.  After being caught in the act  his screams a symphony to the ears of his tormentors. He’s bound, not just by physical restraints but by the overwhelming terror that these women can evoke, turning his mind into another battlefield. 
“But wasn’t that sweet little girl cunt and ass worth it? Loser” We taunt and torment Alex some more. You see this latest victim of which he violated was one that was targeted for our ritual sacrifice. Obviously Alex had good taste. But good taste can be damning.

 

The Act: A Symphony of Snuff Phone Sex Sadism

 

The scene begins with the ritualistic preparation, almost like a dance. Morticia and Angie move with a choreographed grace around Alex, each selecting their tools with the care of connoisseurs. What follows is an exploration of pain – physical through whips, knives, and devices of their own dark invention; psychological through whispered threats, mind games, and the slow, deliberate breaking of spirit.
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Accomplice Phone Sex Calls Turn Me On

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex calls turn me on. I love to help men with their dark fantasies. But as a sexy switch, I still enjoy some BDSM fun and rough sex. Sometimes, I meet a man like Trevor, who wants my help with some young brat and wants to fuck me roughly also. For me, the type of guy you are determines if you can be my accomplice only, or if you get to have some hardcore fun with me too. Men need a big dick for me to submit to them. And a nice wallet and good looks too.

Trevor seemed to be the entire package. Handsome. A great job that pays extremely well. And a 11-inch cock. A white guy with a huge cock. That’s a rarity even in the snuff porn world. We met on the dark net. A simple chat room discussion, had him on a plane flying to my state in no time. He wanted to meet the evil mistress who promised him a tight young pussy for a fee. He came with bags of cash, so I had no doubt he was the real deal. Not a poser.

As a Sexy Switch, Your Cock Size, Wallet Size and Looks Determine if You Can Dominate Me or Not

But before we got to kidnapping some teen whore for his wicked fantasies, he wanted to fuck me. Been a while since I let a man dominate me like that. But I will admit, I missed it. He tied my arms behind my back and put me in the downward dog position so he could fuck me from behind. He told me I had a perfect ass. And he wanted to destroy it.

My threshold for pain has dropped in the years I have been more of an accomplice than a slave. So, when he treated me like an ass rape porn star, I screamed in pain after one thrust. I felt disappointed in myself. I used to take violent abuse daily and maintain a smile to beg for more. Now, here I was getting violated anally and bitching about it hurting.

We got in a grove though. And after we both came, we got on the dark net to bid on a trafficked girl to destroy. We pick her up tomorrow.  And I cannot wait to be the one inflicting pain instead of receiving it again.