Category: Snuff sex

May I have my spanking now?

Snuff phone sexMaster 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

sex with dead bodiesMy 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?

accomplice phone sexIs 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

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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.

Payback with Torture Sex

torture sexHe said it was going to be torture sex. He wouldn’t tell me his name. He said that didn’t matter. All that mattered was that I paid for being a bitch and a man stealer. He knew every sordid detail of my salacious life. I offered him money, but he was already paid handsomely. He tied me to a chair with leather restraints. I was stripped naked. He commented about my big whore titties. I started to scream, but before I could scream too long, he put my panties in my mouth to muffle me. With a sinister grin on his face, he started talking about how his clients wanted payback. There was no apologizing. He wouldn’t listen to my pleas. Pain was on his mind. He started with several whacks to my big fake tits with a cane.  That cane hit my ass a few dozen times too. He affixed weights to my nipples and my clit. I felt like I suddenly had cow udders. Needles pierced my skin. I could feel drops of blood oozing out of my nipples. Drip drip drip. Blood cascading over my tits and pooling in my belly button. More whacks with floggers, paddles and canes all over my body. My skin was turning purple. I was starting to bruise. I was trying to itemize my sins in my head. It was too late to right the wrongs. This was my end. My skin was blistering, bleeding and changing colors from the abuse and torture. His goal was to ruin my big boobs, scar my body, ruin its perfection so I could not steal a man if I wanted to. I thought when he laughed at my ruined body he was done, but this was not just torture, this was snuff sex too. His hands clenched tightly around my throat as he squeezed the life out of me, making sure I knew I was dying for being a whore.

Affinity for bloody cock

Bloody phone sexI have quite the affinity for cocks smothered in creamy cherry juice, that’s why i’m so obsessed with bloody phone sex. I’m on my period and Master fucks my butchered cunt with his throbbing dick, making sure to get it completely frosted in my red river. He forces me to bend over as he gets a huge grip of my hair and yanks my head back so fuckin hard that it feels like he is gonna decapitate me. It hurts so bad when he shoves his fist in my mouth to force open my jaw so that he can spit inside of it, but I know better than to oppose my Master. I’m a very obedient snuff whore and take all the abuse that’s inflicted upon me without any sort of resistance. With no tampon inside of my bloody cunt, tissues and juices were oozing out of me down between my thighs and puddling on the floor. It was so fuckin messy, it looked like a murder scene. His big dick was fucking me so deep that I thought my uterus was gonna pop out of my disgusting body. I’m such a worthless bitch, all i’m good for is having my fuck holes penetrated and abused. Master shoves that blood covered cock down my throat and forced me to lick him clean. He’s so deep inside of me that his nutsack is punching my tonsils while he skull-fucks my face. I love how my fluids taste fresh out of my pussy and straight from my Masters perfect penis, it’s a constant craving that I can’t deny.

Die bitch

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I noticed my boyfriend grew an obsession with murder tv shows. He was especially fond of the ones where the murder gets away with it. One day we were watching some snuff stuff, and I could see the light bulb go off in his head. My boyfriend wanted to do precisely what he saw in the episode. He tried to strangle me and have full snuff sex with me. I could see him go to the kitchen I heard the kitchen drawer open, and I already knew he wanted me all fucked up and cut to pieces. I had no fighting chance for months he’s been  ‘safe proofing the apartment’ He knew I would try to escape. I pretty much gave up and realized he wanted me half dead to fulfill all the snuff desires he had in his mind. I could feel the cold blade from the knife he put it right against my throat and made me strip for him. Ass soon as he had me naked he was slashing me and yelling die bitch die! He was fucking me and hurting me. I was covered in blood, and he was cumming like crazy. I was hurt for days, but he wasn’t done he wanted me to understand my role. 

I was in the mood to kill

snuff sexI woke up this morning in the mood to kill. I didn’t care who, I didn’t care how, I just wanted someone anyone to suffer! So I went out hunting, just walking up and down the street until I found a little bitch with a mousy looking mother and invited them over. Clearly they were poor and in need of a good meal so I told them that I’d be happy to take care of them. Well I brought them home and as soon as we were inside I knocked the mother out and tied her to a chair. Then I got the daughter ready, I stripped her and shaved her and greased her all up and popped her in a big giant pan and as soon as her mom woke up I popped her right in the oven to roast! Boy did the mom scream about that! Oh well, she said she was hungry she didn’t tell me what she wanted to eat!

Devious desires

Snuff sexI have been pretty social. It’s all part of the plan that I came up. I want to befriend of stupid bitches and make their lives literal hell. I’d luck nothing but to fulfill my rape fantasies. My boyfriend and I are into fucking sluts up and making them drink bleach and letting them get tortured and endure snuff sex. Most the hoes we end up bringing home end up dead, but this time I have something else in mind. If I were to recruit a couple of pathetic sluts from campus maybe I can make them endure the pain that will lead to a slow death. I’m thinking about starving them to death and letting them be used by truckers and whoever is willing to pay. I’d love to be the ultimate madame. I just haven’t figured out how I will go about it just yet. I just know I want these whores to get fucked up and abused in every which way. Thinking about all the devious desires I have makes me a horny slut. 

Sadist Boss?

phone Sadistic phone sexI had an interview for a job at a lawyers office. To tell you the truth I heard that the boss was a sadist to his female workers. I was not sure if the rumor was true. But I applied in hopes it had some truth to it. I wore a low cut shirt including a push-up bra. And a very short skirt that when I bent over my ass was showing. Oh and no panties to get in the way. Sitting across from him he looked very clean cut, and the clean-cut ones are the most wicked. He was eyeing up my slutty body telling me I had the job but I needed to pass a few more test. Do you want to know what these test where? Give me a call hun I would love to share with you.