Category: Snuff sex

Dripping blood creates a wetter pussy

Snuff phone sex

Something about the sight of blood that makes my wet cunt even slimier. The thrill of me seeing my victim in a state of shock just makes me want to squirt my pussy juice across the room. My most recent victim was a blonde dingy whore. I found her on a cruise ship. I had an accomplice of course and we posed as swingers. We got her to the upper deck late at night when nobody was around. We raped the bitch and I made her eat my cunt while my accomplice fucked her in the ass. Once I came in the whore’s mouth and he came in the whore’s ass we sliced her throat and threw her in the ocean and left the sharks to devour her worthless body whole. Blood was everywhere. The more blood I saw the wetter my pussy became. What can I say? I’m just a sick sadistic bitch!

Mutilation phone sex And Destruction of Souls

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I enjoy mutilation phone sex on a deeper level. My blood rushes to my clit as I decide my victims’ fate. My hands and implements of torture will transform you, your spouse or your picture-perfect brats into a work of blood art. I discovered my love for mutilating bodies at a rave a couple of years ago. I was green around the edges and had just been slicing up small creatures until then.  The lights flashed red and a siren went off and I saw blonde cheerleader types being herded like cattle into another room. I snuck behind to see women tying those pretty bombshells up and shiny destruction tools glimmering as the lights strobed. One by one faces, tits and genitals were transformed into mushy bloody messes. I felt someone beside me say that I was not in this room by accident. I piece of the thigh was sliced off and handed to me to eat raw. I gulped it down and felt my body racked with violent orgasm as I was held down and fucked to be initiated into the true gothic cannibalism and killing the underground world. Do you dare see what this goth teen phone sex whore has in store for you and your cock?

Torture Sex

Torture sex

I love to tease on my soft wet juicy cunt hole while I watch my victim suffer. Just the look of them fighting for their life makes me so fucking horny. This particular victim I picked up jogging in her neighborhood early morning. I snatch that bitch up by her hair and drug her into my car. I put a cloth over her face with a substance that made her pass out instantly. Then I tore all the clothes off the whore and started licking away at her pink porcelain colored cunt. I slurped all the sweat and wetness out of her fuck hole. My guess was her adreline was making her afraid and horny at the same time. The bitches cunt was as wet as could be. After I was done licking her pussy. I hung the bitch and watched her die slowly as I played with my juicy fat cunt box. I climaxed once she took her last breathe.

 

Snuff Sex Death

snuff sexI had one job. One job only and I failed. I was hired as courier to take a large sum of money from one place to another. I was too stupid to realize that I was being followed. Out of nowhere, I was jumped and drugged. I woke up chained to a chair being interrogated about the code to my briefcase. I tried to play dumb, but my captor was not buying it. He slapped me, punched me, broke me until I gave him the code to unlock the briefcase full of money. I knew I was going to die. Either the drug dealer I work for would kill me for loosing one million of his money or my captor was going to kill me. With my captor, I would die quicker at least. Or, so I thought. It didn’t seem like a quick snuff sex death. He violated me sexually first. He quickly discovered my dirty secret. I am a pain slut. The more he abused me, the wetter my cunt got. He slapped me. He skull fucked me. He tied up my boobs and choked me. He strangled me while he fucked me.  As painful as his torture was, I knew it was better than being killed at the hands of a drug dealer out 1 million dollars. His cock was inside me cumming as I took my last breath.

Snuff Porn Addiction

snuff pornI was watching snuff porn last night and masturbating. I am a snuff addict. After a few hours of watching men and women, even girls and boys, get slaughtered, I had a wet pussy and an urge to kill. Snuff films just feed my appetite for death. They don’t curb my homicidal impulses. I found myself outside a Chuck E Cheese. It is a cornucopia of snuff bait. I found a young mother with a sweet little girl and immediately thought snuff double date. I kidnapped them, which was easy. The stupid cunt mother was on her phone when I drugged her. The little girl was immobilized by fear. I took them to my kill shack and worked out my anger issues. I carved them up like a Thanksgiving turkey. It makes me feel good to kill. I am a serial killer. I have never been caught because I follow some cardinal rules. I don’t have a type. I don’t murder in impulse and I don’t kill people I know. I also dispose of the remains, so they are never found. I dismember bodies and feed them to the coyotes. People hire me for their snuff sex needs because I don’t get caught. Now, a young mom and her daughter are missing in my community. They will never be found. There is nothing to be found. By now, coyotes are shitting them out in the woods.

Evil phone sex

Evil phone sexAs far back as I can remember I have always wanted to be the “victim.” I used to have wet dreams where I would wake up and my sheets would be soaking wet from my very young cunny. In the bathtub, I would rub my clit raw forcing two of my fingers hard in me all while I was fantasizing of being brutalized, tortured and dominated by such a big powerful sadistic man. I would pretend to not like it and fight back. But my little cunny so sloppy wet would betray me letting him know I want him to be more rougher, and more sadistic. I would fantasize about being publicly humiliated and degraded. Now as a full-grown slut I know that only the vilest woman-hating men are for me.

Roleplay phone sex

Roleplay phone sex

I invited my neighbor over for a cup of tea. After all, I had to lure him in with something that he likes. He is from England so I knew automatically he would enjoy a nice cup of tea. I made sure to wear the sluttiest little shirt. My big tits were hanging all out. He could not keep his fucking eyes off of them. I needed him to be in a trance state in order to finish my sick and twisted ass mission. I slipped a nice little antidote inside of the tea. A substance that will knock him out cold and then the fun can begin!

My pussy is so soaking wet just thinking about all the fun I am about to have once he is passed out. I gave him looks of seduction as we continued to sip our tea. His English accent turns me on even more. I play footsies under the table and massage my pretty toes all around his cock. He became rock hard. My eyebrows raised and I gave him a sexy grin. Within 3 minutes of that time frame he was knocked out cold. He practically fell out of his chair.

His head hit the floor and I drugged him into the next room. I call the room my dungeon. It is all black will lots of whips and chains. I chain him up with nothing on and his 10 inch dick just dangling. I chop his dick off and then stuff it inside of his mouth. Blood begin to gush onto the floor. The sight of blood always turns me on. I lay on the puddle of blood and begin to fuck my wet cunt with my dildo. I let the blood drip onto my toy and continue to fuck my pussy until I cum. Nothing like the sight of blood that gets me so fucking horny. Do you have some more blood for us to spill? My pussy is always wet for more.

Home Invasion Fuck fest

Men who prefer Snuff phone sex are usually holding a grudge against a cunt who did them wrong. Usually some blonde bimbo who is too stupid to be creative like me. A waste of oxygen who lives to hurt men. Men are pitiful walking cocks who can’t resist tits and ass. But when they finally wake up, they need a tool of revenge like me to do their dirty work. You know exactly what woman I’m talking about. That stuck up blonde who blows you off at the gym. She wears those sexy clothes to tempt you yet turns you down when you respond. Or the brunette you dated one time. You spent big bucks to impress her yet she said you were too poor for her. My favorite is the bitch wife. She traded you for another cock yet wants your money, the brats, the car, and the house. Wouldn’t you love to hear her squeal like a pig and beg for her worthless life. I’ll make it look like a home invasion. Then we’ll splatter the walls of your old house with her blood, after we torture and ravage every orifice. And when she lies there , her blood chilling, we’ll use her as a pillow and fuck our brains out. Come join forces with me and let’s clean up society.

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Snuff Porn Starlet

snuff pornNo Black Friday for me. I made a snuff porn. Not that I had a choice. Master kept me captive for the holiday. I think he was afraid I would not come back if I went shopping or even left the house. I managed to convince him to let me leave for an hour. I promised I would only shop for a human snuff star. I know what Master likes. He likes them young and blonde with no tits or fur on their pussies yet. I didn’t have much time, but I knew where to go to get the perfect snuff star quickly. The mall. I knew it might be crazy because of black Friday shopping, but that meant distracted mothers. I drugged a little tender age girl and got her out of the mall in 30 minutes or less. It was easier than getting pizza delivery. I thought about running, but Master has eyes everywhere. He would find me, and he would kill me. He owns me for life. I felt a little bad about kidnapping a young innocent girl. But in the snuff sex world it is survival of the fittest. If Master had a sweet young thing to kill and torture, then he would not kill or torture me. At least not that day. He was happy with his present. She was younger and tighter than he expected. I watched Master destroy her little holes. He made me film her destruction. My guilt subsided quickly because I was still alive. It was her or me. When presented with that kind of choice, I will always pick me. I will be the last bitch standing.

Knife Play Phone Sex Jezabel

Knife play phone sex

Look, I know you are a demented soul. And the latest knife play phone sex blog will appeal to your cock that only loves gore and murder. I understand. I can’t get wet for vanilla sex at all. In fact, I would like to tell you what made me cum so fucking hard yesterday That I almost forgot My Name. Its Jezabel and I am known for turning on men like you in a heartbeat.

You just sent me to hogtie your wife and drug your little ones. You said I could Hurt her but keep her alive. You had in-laws coming over and needed her to cook the meal and I was just to give her an attitude adjustment while you snuck in and fucked those sweet holes of your bratty girls. I didn’t blame you for wanting soft and delectable cunnies wrapped around your cock. But As I pulled the Missus down to the ground and hogtied her like the ham she was cooking I saw the butcher knives, and I liked hearing her scream as I cut her open like a pig. I bleed her out so much that her heart had slowed down and she was minutes from death. I killed your wife the rest of the way by fucking her pussy with the biggest butcher knife. You came downstairs with blood on your cock and said your girls weren’t breathing.  I had overdosed them on purpose. And now you had three dead bodies on your hands. I took all your money as I cleaned the scene and went back home to cook and feed the homeless your family’s bodies. And That Is why I am the evil Jezabel!