Category: Snuff sex

Snuff Porn World Needs More Female Directors

snuff pornHaving starred in my share of snuff porn, I discovered recently that I enjoy making it too. Very few female snuff makers in the seedy underground of hardcore snuff flicks. Hollywood faces the same problem. Men dominate the vanilla film world as well as the snuff world. Until now. My former master hires me to procure him sweet young things. And he pays me well for my efforts. I can disguise my bimbo Barbie looks to lure young girls right into their worst nightmares. Or at least their parent’s worst nightmares.

With the new school season in session, I see all sorts of cute schoolgirls going to and from school. Some ride the bus home. And others walk. I’ve had my eye on this little blonde girl for some time. My former master knows a guy who pays top dollar for authentic schoolgirl snuff movies. And I think you know what authentic means.  So, I decided this cute innocent schoolgirl would be the perfect victim.

The World Needs More Female Snuff Directors

I studied the girl for weeks. Learned her routine. And thanks to social media, anyone can find out anything about a little girl. My research made it easy to lure her away to this dungeon where she would make her one and only film debut. Sure, I feel bad for the young girls who get snuffed, tortured and force fucked on and off the camera. But this world is based on survival. And only the strong survive.

Once I stripped her naked and tied her to a rack, she knew she would likely not survive the night. I could see the look of fear in her eyes and that adds to the authentic feel of any snuff sex film. I had an accomplice who did the dirty work while I filmed the entire thing. And boy did he destroy her little cunt and ass. Split her girl parts in two with his monster cock. And I captured every scream, every cry and I caught every bloody hole’s destruction too.

She needed to die on film. And she did. No one can make authentic snuff films without the star dying. But like I said earlier, we live in a survival of the fittest world. And many never survive.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Violation of the Best Butt Whore

Home Invasion Phone Sex is something of a fantasy fueled dream. The thoughts that run through my tortured porn whore brain is exciting. Nothing really makes me wet like some great violent ass fucking.

After all is said and done, while I lay in a pool of body fluids and blood, I am horny for more. I get up and look at my cunt so raw and pink. Then I examine my red, and blue bruised up tits. My did these guys enjoy them.

Finally I turn around and get a look at my ass. The plump ass cheeks are so red and welted. Then that butthole of mine. Obviously my ass took a great deal of pounding. Goodness though, I want more!

At that very moment there was a pounding on my door. Without a thought I went and answered. Of course I was still naked and all fucked up and covered in sperm and blood. But it didn’t matter. They were back to take more from the whore on the floor.

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The art of Snuff sex is easy to Master, if you’re brazen

Snuff sexSnuff sex is more than just cum and gore, it is an elevated experience. Only a true artist like my Master can really get it right. But you will be surprised how easy it is to get into it. First you have to lose all that bullshit, that so called compassion. Fuck that, these are nothing but slaves to serve my Master’s cock. I am lucky that he has seen something special in me. It is why I am allowed to be around still. 

My initiation into this world was a baptism of fire. I emerged victorious, making me the envy of all the other slave whores. They come and go, their cries of mercy only make him harder. Only when he finds release, they will too. It’s never quick though. He’ll fuck them for hours, sometimes days, his camera always rolling. He is so creative the way he makes them meet their end. As the curtain falls, they are soaked in his cum and if they are lucky about to meet their end.

I remember when I did not just accept this lifestyle but embrace it. I fell in love with the depravity and gave my Master a performance he still compliments me for. She was still alive, bloody and bruised, we brought her outside for her to crawl in the dirt. She had to beg her God for forgiveness to see if he would actually save her.

That’s when I felt the power of the mighty spirit, the Dark Lord himself called to me. I took my master’s ten inch blade and pounded it into her flesh. The blood soaked me and my pussy flooded. I got on top of the little slut and fucked her to death. This was more than just one of his Snuff movies, this was a love letter to my true Master, Satan.

 

Snuff Movies : Stupid Little Cunts Are Useful as Dumb Whores

Snuff movies are favorite thing for me to make. I like finding dumb little fucking whores to use in my live streams. Torturing strangling and murdering filthy little cum dumps is great pleasure for me. In fact I’m kind of like Elizabeth Bathory when it comes to bathing in ???? blood.

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Once the night hits you can find me trolling along dark alley behind bars and clubs, where all the stupid bimbos hang out and get drunk find the best little victims and such precious situations. I love it when these little whores are so emotional and torn up because of a few different things. Commonly these sluts got dumped, sometimes they got violated, and often they just got too fucking drunk to handle their shit.

Coincidently, I like to play the dark Angel. Pretending to care and that I understand what they’re going through. I just got completely burned by a guy. Coincidently, I have a bottle of alcohol with me pretending that I’m just drinking it off. When in fact, the bottle has been drugged and soon that whore would be drugged too. I console her and give her the bottle, go ahead take ???? drink.

Salute to assholes and she chugs it back.
Finally, I have her completely un able to stand walk or even apprehensive of the situation. This is when a couple of my guys come around and assist in hauling the cunt into my van. I do this for a few more times. More than one victim is best.????

Snuff Movies : a Drunk Girls Debut

Now back to my place. Pulling into the garage with a van full of stupid passed out whores. The fun is about to begin. Hauling the little bitches out, setting them each up on chairs in the middle of a studio for their first filming debut. And ultimately their final

First things first, the first little whore is set up, tied taped and bound to a chair with the camera in her face I slap her. Then I give her a little sniffing salt wake her up. Following a beautiful expression shot her face red make up streaked eyes, big and wide and completely full of fear.

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One Day I Will End Up as My Son’s Snuff Porn Victim

snuff pornI swear, every time my oldest boy and I get together, one day soon I will end up as his snuff porn star. When he summoned me last night, I felt conflicted. On the one hand he gives me the best coke. And all the coke I can snort too. However, on the other hand my body suffers abuse. And I am still not healed from our last encounter.

When I went to the store, not even the heavy make-up could cover all my bruises. I looked like the poster model for a battered woman’s shelter. And I felt like it too. I even needed a butt plug, so my prolapsed asshole did not hang between my legs like a pig’s tail. So, when my son summoned me, I went. Even though I knew I could not handle much more torture sex. Perhaps, I am a glutton for punishment.

When I arrived, I took out my teeth to prevent a punch to the jaw to forcibly remove them. He began our time together with a hardcore skull fuck. But before we started, he let me snort a massive load of coke. Of course, he filmed it all for his streaming audience. I could already hear the chimes. As I sucked my son’s cock, he punched my ribs. He calls my face a cunt face. Just a hole like my pussy to use. Eventually, he pushed me to the floor and kicked me in the back repeatedly as I tried to crawl to the bowl of coke.

My Son Loves To Beat His Mother Beautiful

My tits dragged across the dirty floor as I made my way to the coke. As I snorted what I could, my boy sat on my back punching my sides some more. I had my head buried in the coke when he shoved his hand up my ass forcing me to sit up. He turned me into a hand puppet with his entire arm up my cunt. He some how managed to punch my old barren womb with his fist from inside me. I felt like his fuck puppet. As he made me dance on his arm, the chimes poured in.

When he pulled his arm out, I fell to the ground once again. He decided to give me big fat lips with a black-market syringe of collagen. Once I had better cock sucking lips, he force fucked my prolapsed asshole while I buried my face in the coke again. He also paid my pee hole some love. My 4th fuck hole might be his favorite because it is my tightest hole. He dabbed some coke on my urethra to numb it. Then he pushed my legs behind my head and fucked my piss hole. But he also pissed up inside me too filling my bladder with his urine.

I am a 4 Hole Whore for My Son Always

While he did that, he punched my fun bags which still had black and blue marks from our last torture phone sex session.  He does enjoy beating mommy beautiful. And he choked me too. When he grabbed the plastic bag, I panicked and took a deep breath. Eventually, I passed out and he punched me back awake. As he removed the bag from my head, he simultaneously attached a leash to my prolapsed asshole and pulled me around the floor. As I bumped into furniture, I saw stars. And I felt bones break.

I think I blacked out again. Next thing I knew, he had me hanging from a rope tied to my tits. My tits carried my entire weight. I felt like a side of beef in a butcher’s freezer. But I am meat to my son. His cash cow and fuck meat.  He enjoys pretending he is Mike Tyson, and I am the punching bag. More hits to my body. But his bare fists did nothing to me compared to when he slipped on his brass knuckles. As he punched me with the brass knuckles, he cut me down from the rope suspending me by my tits. And I landed with a thud, breaking some ribs. We both heard them crack.

One of These Days I Will Not Survive One of My Son’s Live Streams

Face down, ass up I pushed my prolapsed asshole out further so he could use it as his personal flesh light. He ended up finally cumming in my prolapsed dirt box. Thank God. I don’t think I could have handled much more. I showed off my battered body and fuck holes to the streaming camera. With my right eye swollen shut, my lips bloodied and puffy and my body broken, I heard the final chimes of the night. Soon, I will never hear the chimes again.

Bloody phone sex adds in William the bloody.

            Bloody phone sex adds in William the bloody. A.k.a. Spike. Now he got that name for driving railroad spikes into his victims. Now I know you want to be his victim. A Goth girl will know who he is and beg to be bitten by him.

            As Vampires go, he was and still is the saucy sexy man to bite you. Driving the spikes down into the middle of your head. Seeing the rippling body right before you are snuffed out. At the same time knowing that he is going to be mutilating your teen dead body.

            I will be his accomplice in all of it. Having dispatched Drucilla. In fact, until she was fixed by the blood of her sire, she was weak and pathetic. Just like you. It must be remembered that they don’t make angry mobs like they used to.

            I do so like it when we find a fun victim. Even Billy Ford fell prey to the esteemed William the bloody spike. He gets a chip in his head and still the women flock to him.

            In summary I am the Snuff sex Killer Queen Angie. Having taken over for Drucilla. Going to have fantasy rape, killer fun, and drive those spikes in. Right alongside of William the bloody. We are going to bathe in your blood.

            Until they end when we are finally depleted for the moment.

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Teen rape porn for a filthy force fucking session!

Teen rape pornHere are some of sexy pictures from my Teen rape porn session with my favorite sadistic daddy. He loves when I dress up like a pretty little girl and play dress up for him with all my skimpy clothes. He bought all my slutty outfits from this hot little stripper boutique and surprised me with them after I showed up for an anal pounding. He said it was my treat & surprise for being such a good anal only whore for him. I was so excited when I got to wear some things for our nasty little vile session we had last night.

The whole point was to dress me up as a sexy little fuck doll for all the perverted men who love nasty little girls. After showing me and my tight teen holes off through pictures and videos it was time to have some Torture sex. He wanted to rail open every hole of mine until I was screaming and whimpering for him to stop. He made sure to set up the camera in a perfect spot so I couldn’t see; it really showed the fans that I was being force fucked and ravaged by fat cock. I had no idea he was filming until the session was over and he came in all my slut holes. He took the cam recorder out and started playing the video as I laid there with his nut oozing out of all my holes!

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy Leave Me Beaten Beautiful

rape phone sex fantasiesI’ve been recovering for a week now from my son’s rape phone sex fantasies. One of these days our “beat mommy beautiful,” sessions will kill me. Every time he gets more violent. However, every time I get more coke too. So, I know my son loves me. You might call coke mommy’s kryptonite. In fact, this last streaming session, mommy wore a cut off T-shirt styled with the Super Girl logo, but the S stood for Super Whore. That’s me in case you did not know. I am a super whore for coke. And a super whore for my boy.

We began our live session with my face planted in the bowl of coke with his elbow deep in mommy’s cavern. With one arm up mommy’s barren old womb, he used his other hand to fish hook my mouth and punch my face a few times. He thinks with my fiery red hair that I look best with a black and blue face. Once he removed his fist from my cunt, he punched my teeth out. And they flew across the room.  With the teeth gone, he could skull fuck me senseless like I deserved.

My Son Loves Me Because When He Beats Me Beautiful, He Gives Me Coke

Although I know I am his torture sex doll, I never mind. He needs the money from the live streams to live on and provide his super whore mommy with premium coke. While he throat fucked me, he choked me too. It felt like he was jacking his cock off inside of my throat with every tight squeeze. My face turned red and blue. With his other hand, he pulled out my shitter. But since my ass gets a lot of action, it prolapses so easily these days.

Once my ass sleeve dangled outside my ass, he tied me up in the downward dog position and rammed his cock into my ass pipe which dangled between my legs like a cock. From a distance folks might have mistaken me for a tranny. While he pumped my ass sleeve, he punched me in the back, and the rib cage. He even reached around to the sides to pummel my huge fun bags.

I Am My Son’s Fuck Meat to Abuse Whenever He Wants

He grabbed an appliance cord and began strangling me. He giggled and informed me that I now had a good strangulation phone sex story to tell my friends. Although it appeared like he would choke me out, I know he would never kill his cash cow. As he punched every inch of my porcelain white body, I could feel the bruises emerging.  He even punched my prolapsed asshole like he was Mike Tyson. And that pulled it out even more.

After what felt like an eternity, he turned his focus back to my face. He pissed down my throat while choking me some more. I knew I needed to guzzle it like fine champagne. As he called me a dumb stupid whore, he tossed me across the room with ease. But anyone could, I guess. I am nothing but skin and bones. Most of my body weight comes from my fun bags. And they felt like they deflated when my body hit the floor. The chimes poured in when he pushed my head through a wall.

My Son Needs to Abuse Me Because I Am His Cash Cow

While I hung in the wall like a gallery painting, he slammed his cock inside my piss hole like he would my cunt. He calls me his 4-hole mommy super whore. He considers my urethra my tightest hole like most men. I possess a high mileage cunt and ass, making that pee hole the tightest hole on my old whore body.

However, while I hung in the wall, my son surprised me with a 50-man gang bang. Some of his viewers bid big bucks to assault this mommy whore. They filled my bladder up with cum. Although those men did fuck my ass and my cunt, they focused on my pee hole first. I am still pissing out jizz.

When my boy pulled me from the wall, my make up appeared smeared all over my face.  And my bruises and welts showed in all their glory. For my finale bow of the live stream, my boy smashed my head repeatedly into the hardwood floor. But I think my skull might be thicker than that floor, because I left a dent in the floor.

My Son Let Fifty Strangers Fuck My Pee Hole

While he held my head down on the floor, he gave my prolapsed shitter one more go around. However, he did this with a plastic bag over my head. I could barley breathe as he fucked my dangling shit hole. Now, I am still covered in bruises a week later. And no amount of make-up will cover them up completely. But I do not mind my beauty marks because when they heal, I know he will beat me beautiful all over again.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Victim for My New Destiny

Cannibalism phone sex is my future. When I came across this ad for using a hot stripper whore, I got excited. Honestly, I thought it was the usual add on the dark web. Generally, these guys went to little rape victim fantasy. Sometimes it’s for film, snuffing a bimbo.
However, as the correspondences began, it seemed something more sinister. Ultimately it appeared he was arranging a feast. Evidently I was the Central focus of the feast. My luscious stripper tits, juicy ass and delicious thighs are to be presented like a turkey dinner.

This guy is a gourmet chef. The attendees of the feast are foodies of a sinister kind. Coincidentally I will be dressed like a luscious plump meal in the center of a table. As they based me in olive oil simmer my fleshy body in a tasty bouillon they discuss all of the seasonings. They are going to use on me.

now the most exciting part of this is the fact that I will still be aware. My head will sit in the table, watching as my body is sliced into delicious pieces of meat. Plump ass meat, juicy Cunt meat, nice meaty thighs, and oh the wonderful delicious breast meat.

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Knife Play Phone Sex Requires More Skill Than Guns

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex always turns me on. Knives remain my best friends. They protect me. And the provide me with so much joy. People who kill with guns, I think are pussies. You just need good aim. And you don’t even need that if you get close to your victim. However, knives require skill. Knives make the fight more even too. Hunters bragging about their kills, I cannot stand. The animal did not stand a chance. They never saw you coming.

I like to look my prey in the eye as I stab them. Never animals though. I would never harm an animal. They make the best accomplices. Since I built my underground torture sex bunker, I rarely visit my kill shack anymore. But I felt nostalgic over the weekend.

My little shack in the woods that my grandfather left me allowed me to practice my knife skills. And allowed me to improve my disposal skills. In that cabin, I discovered that wildlife made the perfect accomplices. They ate my victims.

Knives Require Skill, Patience and Precision

So, this tool I drugged and took to my cabin allowed me to reminisce. My cabin remains off the grid. It served as my grandpa’s fishing cabin and kill shack too. They say the killer gene skips generations. I miss him so much. He taught me everyone I know about murder and torture. And doing both under the radar. No bodies, no crime. This guy I brought to my kill shack sexually assaulted a fellow Goth chick. And I could not let that slide. Hurt one of my own and I kill you.

When he woke up, I had him tied up. I read him his list of crimes, and then carved up his cock and balls. When I told him I thought he deserved castration phone sex, he pissed himself. Although he tried to apologize, nothing he said could make me change my mind. I did not plan on letting him live. But I just enjoy mutilating junk first.

Men get this look of horror on their faces when my knife gets close to their balls. I tortured his worthless cock and balls for hours before I slit his throat and tossed him to the bears and coyotes. Let this be a lesson men. I punish and kill sexual predators. I make the world safer for women.