Don’t be afraid, you don’t need to be the one who is scared, you love snuff sex as much as I do. Just send me a text and we can get started making things more taboo than you thought possible. Take things up a notch and take care of all those fantasies you’ve been harboring inside those full balls of your hot sticky cum, your dreams you thought would never happen but they are with me. I like things to get quite bloody, I hope you’ll agree with me. I don’t much care this little brat is all mine to do whatever I want with, I have that power and that control and this big sharp knife is quite convincing! Her cries make me laugh, her tears make me wet…seeing you stroking your cock to the tortures I have for her makes me even more excited to fuck this little bitch up and help you fuck those tight holes of hers too. Naughty little brat this one is, she should have listened to her parents and stayed with them instead of wandering off and straight into my waiting arms… mmm my perfect victim is all mine now! And I plan to ruin it, ruin that precious lil body, she’s mine now, all mine.
Category: Snuff sex
Finally Got What I Wanted
I woke up cold and my head was pounding. I tried to move and met the resistance of the ropes that had me tied to the bed. I tried to scream but my throat was so sore. Had I been screaming before or was the pain from something else? I saw you coming towards me and I tried so hard to get away that the ropes began cutting into my skin. Just then I saw the knife in your hand. The blade was gleaming in the glare of the one bare bulb swinging from the ceiling.
You spoke so low I could barely hear you, but I heard you say something about cutting off my nipples. The words made my nipples hard and I felt a chill go through me. For some reason it made me think of the days when I used to beg my mom to let me get my nipples pierced. She always told me no – that it would make me a fucking whore. That just made me want them pierced more. But not like this. Despite the fear coursing through me, my pussy was also throbbing.
My tight cunt felt sore too – had you been fucking all my holes while I was tied up and passed out? I knew you were a sicko the second I saw you behind me. I remember you grabbing me and that’s it until this moment. You started sinking the knife into my right nipple and fresh red blood began spurting up into your face. Instead of turning away, you stuck your tongue out and began licking it off your lips like it was liquid sugar. I tried to scream again, but I couldn’t… instead, I came all down my thighs as you continued sawing my nipple off…..
I love virgin pussy, don’t you?
I think you know where this is going to go…you know it’s going to get real nasty and real bloody real fucking quick. I can’t waste my precious fucking time chit chatting about how this whore got here but I sure can give you details on what is going to happen to this slut. It is going to be a bloody mess, literally. I love little virgin pussy and this one is all mine! I can’t wait to pop her little cherry in the most violent way I can, a strap on and my knife are my best friend. For this poor lil girl, not so much. I’d like to say she will remember this for the rest of her life but she won’t be making it that long, with the amount of blood she is losing from me knifing that tiny cunny hard and the strap on making it wider and wider as I use her and force her to be all mine…yeah I am sure she will remember every second of this pain until she bleeds to death.
Snuff Porn Addiction
Snuff porn addiction is what my current boyfriend suffers from. He watches it non stop, can’t get off unless the bitch is brutalized and tortured to death on film. I tried to tell him it’s all staged. No real snuff film has ever been documented. At least not one easily accessible to download by searching the term in Google. I am a submissive slut, but sometimes I wonder if men ever think with their brain. I mean were watching this movie with a girl who was just in another snuff sex movie we watched last night. I asked him how did he think a bitch could die twice on film if the movie was real? He thought my comments suggested he was a liar and he smacked me hard across the mouth. I had to let him skull fuck me while pissing down my throat to show him how sorry I was for being disrespectful.
He punched me so hard in the gut, I fell over the couch face down. He started strangling my throat and fucking my ass. As he was screaming about what a worthless stupid whore I was and how he was going to trade me in for a whore that knows when to shut the fuck up. I could feel blood gushing out my nose as I was slammed into the floor over and over again. He had so much rage for me in the moment. He even stomped on my back repeatedly crushing my ribs. It was the worst pain imaginable to me. I started to choke as blood filled up my mouth. I was pretty sure a rib punctured my lung. I lost consciousness but before everything went black, I heard him say, “Well then I will make the first real snuff film with you as the star bitch.”
Fuck your human rights day!
Frosty the Pervert
I felt the snowball slam into the back of my head. As I turned, another one slammed me in the face. I felt my lip bleeding and my cheekbone turning black. I ducked my head to avoid the next one but it hit it’s mark, knocking me off my feet. You were on me in an instant, wrapping my scarf tightly around my neck and pulling my knit cap over my eyes. I heard you gasping in the chilly air as you groped at your zipper. You yanked me upright by my scarf, choking me some more, as you shoved your cock at me. “Just suck it, bitch.” you growled, jabbing at my lips. I opened as you pushed into my throat, forcing your cock to the hilt.
Steam rose from your cock as you plowed my face. grunting. The stocking cap covering all but your eyes made me scared but I felt my pussy getting wet despite it. I was not ready for the massive eruption of sperm from your cock nor the punch to the side of my head. It was lights out.
I awoke several hours later with cum icicles hanging from my chin. The sperm you had blasted all over my face was frozen too, leaving me unable to close my mouth. As I pulled my broken body from its icy grave, I spotted a snowman coming out of the woods. He had a cock of ice and an evil grin. I screamed out loud as I fell, my consciousness fading to black.
Was it real or just a perverted fantasy coming to life? I would soon find out. Tomorrow, my dear…..
Dare for death
No one knew about my torched pass. The things that my brother did to me when I was young. Its something I have kept deep inside. He lived out his rape fantasies and I was beaten as a young girl. It has made me bitter and dark. So dark that I choose to be a dirty prostitute.
One day on the prowl I saw this creepy man on the block. He had crazy looking eyes. One yellow and one sea blue. So I approached the bastard and said, Looking for a date? He gave me a crooked ugly smile and said only if she does blow. Then I said blow is my middle name.
He told me to hop on in. So I did. I got into his red hummer and we drove to the nearest hotel. He got the keys to his room and then we went inside. He put the blow on the desk and we drugged ourselves to a delirious high.
I was so far gone I didn’t give a fuck about shit at the time. All I heard was stand up you dirty black bitch. I stood up and he punched me right in my face. He ripped every piece of clothing off that I had and tied me to the desk chair. He stood in front of me with his dick in my face and asked, Do you know what nigger whores are for? I shook my head no and he said I was only good enough to be used as a toilet.. Then he pissed all over my body. Then laughed and laughed.
Next thing I knew he started choking me out and whispered nigger your gonna die today. He pulled his butcher knife out and started cutting slits in my arms, tits, and thighs. I couldn’t scream because I was so high. All I saw was red blood dripping from my body. He put the knife to his tongue and started to lick and taste my blood. MMM good nigger blood he said.
Afterwards he started pouring salt in my open flesh. Yes it burned like hell. He step behind me and untied me and grabbed my long black hair and dragged around the room to the bed. He threw me on the bed and let out a big huge glob of spit in my face. He put me face down with my ass in the air the forced his dick in my ass. No lube, No warning just my asshole and his dick.
He told me this was gonna be your end nigger whore. I couldn’t cry although I was scared. But to me my life didn’t matter anyway. He released his cock from my ass and out fell my bloody shit every where.
He then flipped me around his knife was to my throat as he put his white cock into my pussy. He fucked me rough, and hard but I just ignored the pain. At the end when he was almost there he looked me in my eyes and said Nigger bitch are u ready to die? I replied, Make it quick I do not care for his death I pray and dare.
Today I Die
Today is the day I die. I know it is because you’ve had it marked on your calendar that hangs on the wall of this shithole dungeon for a year. I’ve watched as you’ve crossed off each day with your red marker and reminded me over and over that I will die today. While you’ve tortured me I always begged to know how but you would never tell me. You want it to be a surprise. I lay awake on the cold floor all the time trying to imagine how you will snuff me and what it will be like.
I hear your boots coming down the stairs and you’re carrying a toolbox full of tools – looks like clippers and a hammer and several knives but I can’t see everything. You’re laughing like a maniac and telling me today is the day – you’re going to snuff me and then I belong to you forever. You bend down and breathe your stank breath right in my face and ask if I know what you’re going to do with my dead worthless corpse. I mumble, “No, Master…” and you laugh again. You tell me you’re going to fuck my dead cunt until its cold. This sends chills through me but somehow makes my pussy throb at the thought.
You spend all day torturing me beyond anything you’ve ever done before and the pain and the blood are flowing so hard that I faint several times. I keep thinking it’s the end but you keep bringing me back to this hell. Then an alarm goes off on your watch. I know what it means – its time. You take a large pair of snippers out of your toolbox and shove them in my belly button. The blood pours out. You begin snipping my abdomen open up towards my face and then back towards my pussy. I see my intestines being pulled out as you slide your cock up through my cunt, and that’s the last earthly thing I remember. As I closed my eyes for the last time I had one regret – that I wouldn’t be able to watch you fuck my cold, dead pussy.
Your K9 Trained Me
I will do whatever you say, sweet Master. Ever since you took me off the streets that day I finally feel like I am where I am supposed to be – under your control and under your spell. You are so cruel and yet I love you with my whole body. Until today I had fooled myself that I was worthy of such happiness and that you would never share my body with anyone else after you so much time spent breaking me down and making me yours.
I think you finally realized I was feeling good for the first time in my life. You knew that you couldn’t let me feel good. Pathetic is all I will ever be and bad is all I am allowed to feel. You came in my room, a large K9 walking beside you. I saw a large silver tag on his collar that said “Brutus”. You told me to get up on my hands and knees on the bed and told me what a dirty little fucking whore I was. You told me I mean nothing to you and that I deserve to lie down with lowly animals. I tried to beg you not to do this to me, but you didn’t listen.
Brutus jumped up on the bed and you told me to give him my pussy. I pulled my hose down in the back and Brutus began licking me with his dirty gross tongue. You stood and watched while jerking your hard cock. You reduced me to a piece of shit whore not even good enough for a human cock. As Brutus mounted me, cutting into my back with his nails, and fucking me hard with his slimy cock, you came all over my face. Brutus came all over me too and there I lay in cum from both of you. You told me to never forget have worthless I am again. I never will.
His Dirty Little Secret
He has been one of my favorite accomplices for a long time. We share the same taste for young flesh, We derive the same pleasure from torturing little things. Helpless things, We both love to make them cry and scream and then we enjoy the glazed, far away look that glosses over in their eyes when they finally disconnect and accept that the end is near and the pain isn’t going to go away. I never knew he was holding out on me and found out his secret by accident. It seems he keeps a couple of breeding whores in his basement. They aren’t good for anything but fucking and spitting out little money bags. He has beat them and abused them to the point that if they ever were beautiful, there is no evidence of that now. The little heathens that they spit out fetch a fine price on the black market and he has a hefty little racket going on. Once in a while he will keep a male and have some fun but not often. What a wicked boy to keep such a secret….