It’s easy to think about; hard to resist the snuff fantasy porn you want so badly. There’s nothing wrong with the want, the need to snuff all these little sluts out. Make them the stars of our snuff porn. They love it, can’t you see? Kinda hard to see with all that blood, with her chocking on your cock…hard to see through her tears and all that cum. What a nasty little whore, she had it coming – she wanted to act like a whore so we’ll treat her like a whore. Tear her down and use her, cut her up and lay her in her own blood and cum. All before we kill the bitch, done with her. She needs to be used though, fuck her holes raw and make her beg for it. She’ll beg so hard, thinking she actually has a chance. We’ll laugh and my pussy will be dripping wet watching you slam your cock into her ass. Fuck this slut like she nasty piece of shit she is, but once it’s time we’re going to fuck her to death and I will record, the whole thing. Fuck her hard, thrust your cock into her wet bloody pussy, feel her warm against you and I’ll slit her throat… she won’t even see it coming. You will though and you’ll cum deep inside her pussy as she bleeds out right there, helpless as they always are.
Category: Snuff sex
Snuff sex and snuff fantasy porn what could be better?
Goth teen phone sex
These little fuckers are going to come soon. Begging for candy. I’ll be my normal Goth teen phone sex whore. Tricking these fucking ankle biters who are all alone in to the house. They will never leave again. I need someone who can help me hold these fuckers down. I need someone with a big thick cock. I am gonna rip their teeth out of their fucking mouth and shove your cock down their fucking tiny throats. With your cock choking that fucking bitch, I am going to start slicing her open. I want to see what a heart looks like as its beating. I want to cover you with her warm blood. I want to watch her suffer and slowly slip away. I want you to fuck her lifeless body. Fill her up with your warm cum. Then take your bloody cock and fuck me on top of her lifeless body. Roll me around in her blood and fill my cunt up.
All Hallows Eve Madness
This Halloween will bring an end to her madness. I have had her for some time now and she has gone mad. Watching her sanity slowly slip away has been a journey of erotic satisfaction for me. She has gotten loose in the basement and I had to chain the door shut. Listening to her wail and chant incoherently has been the catalyst for many days and nights of hot masturbation, making me cum very hard. It has also given me time to plan the perfect snuff ending for my insane little prisoner. I love when she pushes the trap door of the basement open and stares at me with her wild eyes and filthy face chanting that she is coming for me. What she doesn’t know is the clock is ticking and her time is almost up. On All Hallows Eve when the moon is high and the night is dark I am letting her out of the basement through the outside entrance. As she is flailing and chanting in the cool crisp air I am going to pull out my cross bow and systematically hunt her down. Legs first rendering her immobile. As I let my arrows fly, hitting strategically to cause her pain, I will become weak from the intense orgasms that her end will bring me. The shrill of her insane screaming will fill the night air and bring the juices flowing from my cunt.
Torture phone sex
I have a really big sweet tooth. This Halloween I am going to dress up as a sexy kitten and go around trick or treating. I would love some fun on this dark holiday. I know if I dress just right I am bound to get the attention of a new master that could put me in my place. I go to my favorite sexy underwear store and find the most perfect costume. Black lacey skin tight dress that goes right under my pussy, knee high stockings, and a red bra with a matching G-string. All I need to find is a little tail and ears. I take one more look at my sexy body in the dressing room mirror. I hear a knock outside of the room “ma’am do you need any assistance?” Before I could get an answer out, my dressing room door opens. In walks a man with his hand covering my face. He pushes me against the wall with a knife to my neck. He then cut the G-string off of me and shoves it in my mouth. He puts the cold blade against my pussy lips. My wetness allows it to glide right along as he moves it around. I start to tremble as he makes a cut on my pussy mound and the blood starts to rush down my legs. I try fighting him off but he is way too strong. I guess my trick or treating is starting sooner then I thought.
Take it All
You swing open the closet door and there I sit on the hard floor in the dark. I can see your tall frame standing there and your cock start to rise at just the sight of me. My own panties are shoved in my mouth so I can’t scream and the sudden light hurts my eyes after being locked in the small closet all night. After snatching me out of my bed you brought me here at knifepoint and locked me up. I kept waiting for you to come and fulfill all your rape phone sex fantasies last night, but you just left me here terrified and alone.

Now, just when I thought I was going to be left to die, here you stand looking ready to take me hard. You grab me by my hair and drag me out into the middle of the room and shove my face down into the hard floor. I taste fresh blood on my teeth and I know this is going to hurt. You’re mumbling something I can’t understand and you don’t seem to be in your right mind. I can smell alcohol and sweat and some sort of smoke, although it doesn’t seem like cigarettes. Your hands are all over me – groping my small tits and despite my disgust for you, making my nipples hard in response.
You roll me over on my back and slap me hard across the face. I see stars for what seems like forever, but when my vision begins to clear I see your fat sweaty body on top of me. My legs are untied and spread – wrapped up around your shoulders. You ram your huge cock inside of me and I try to spit out my panties to scream but its useless. Your cock feels like shards of glass as it rips my tight pussy wide open. If I survive this nightmare, and at this point I don’t know if I will, my once cute little cunny will be destroyed. You took the only thing I had left that made me worth anything… you may as well finish me off.
Caught
I was waiting for you to come home – sitting in my car across from your house watching. A car pulled in your driveway that I didn’t recognize. I tried to hide my face but it was too late. The woman came walking towards my car. She told me she knew exactly who I was. She called me a dirty fucking whore and a homewrecker and told me to get out of the car. I tried pretending that I didn’t know what she was talking about, but she wasn’t buying it and she pulled out a gun and told me again to get out of my car.

I was scared shitless so I got out and she made me go inside the house with her. She was so fucking mad and mumbling to herself that she was going to kill us both. She forced me into your office and told me to strip. I was certain she was going to shoot me and I begged and apologized and tried to make her listen. She wasn’t having it. I took off my clothes and she went to the closet and got some handcuffs and chains. What in the hell they were doing in there I have no idea. I was starting to think there was more to this than I knew. She chained me to your office chair and then just stood and laughed while I begged her to let me go.

Then you walked in the room. Had you been here the whole time? What in the fuck was going on? She pointed the gun at you and told you she had found a little gift for you waiting outside the house. You looked at me in shock and she told you to start fucking me right in front of her. She kept screaming at him that she wanted to see what his little pain whore gave him that she didn’t. He took his cock out and placed it up between my legs and grabbed me tight and started fucking me. She kept the gun aimed at us, but with her other hand started rubbing her own pussy. He came so hard it began running down the inside of my legs. As he pulled out, she dropped the gun and got on her knees and began cleaning his cock. My mind was spinning trying to figure out what was going on. Then I saw him reach down, pick up the gun and point it back towards me. I pulled against the chains but it was no use. The last thing I remember was a loud bang and everything went black.
Sorry, Not Sorry
Its freezing in here and I haven’t had anything to eat for days. Well, except for the few mouthfuls of your cum that you shot down my throat. Now I am so hungry that I am craving even that – at least it was warm in my stomach and moistened my tongue and throat. This ball gag in my mouth makes me salivate but I know its useless because you aren’t going to feed me. You’ve brought me here to torture me and let me wither away to nothing until I die. I know you picked me because I was skinny – I remember you saying it before you smashed me in the head with that brick.

I woke up alone and naked with chains draping my wrists and ankles and you jamming your cock in my ass so hard that my eyes were watering. I tried to scream but then realized the gag was in place and simply began to shed tears. Once you noticed I was awake, you began fucking me harder and telling me what a filthy rotten little teen slut I was and how I shouldn’t have teased you every day walking home past your house with my little spindly legs and short skirts. I tried begging you with my eyes to stop but that only made you more aggressive.
I swear I could feel my asshole ripping open as you continued to pound me with your giant cock. You kept telling me that I was a bad little girl and that I tease boys with my tiny body. I wanted to apologize and tell you I didn’t do it on purpose, but somewhere deep inside even I knew that was a lie. I used to choose the shortest skirts and I used to daydream of someone snatching me up and making me their little fuck doll. Now that it actually happened I am terrified and I know I won’t ever see my family again. I can see how skinny I am getting – your way of making me look even younger – just how you like it. My ass is still searing with pain and I can see blood trickling down my legs. Two questions haunt me: How long will I last, and will even stop fucking me when I die?
What could be better than snuff sex?
All this anger I have and all this craving for blood… I don’t know what to do with it other than let these frustrations go in the best way possible which is snuff sex. I need to feel their limp bodies as I fuck those tiny cunts. I love to hold them down, feel their hot tears as I choke the life out of them while you force your cock from their tiny bleeding cunts to their raw ripped apart ass. Completely used to the very fullest. I love to feel them choking under my hands as their tiny cunt is violated to the very fullest then their ass stretched out with my fist! Their tears mean nothing to me except a little extra lube for my pussy and his cock. She can choke on his whole cock for all I care. Feel it being pushed deep down her throat. Mmm, I love making her take this cock and all the torture and punishment there is to go with it! Maybe next time around she will learn to be a smart whore, but this time I am going to kill this bitch with my bare hands as she gets fucked nice and fucking hard, pathetic cum dumpster.
Do you love killer phone sex as much as me?
You know… if I were you I would be afraid to call me too. I know you would just be so fucking terrified to hear the cold hearted bitch in my voice that you would have no choice then to take the next step. You opt out for a texting session – you’re not ready for killer phone sex quite yet. You need a little warm up texting session so I will allow you to pay for one of those this time. You will enjoy my sick and demented side that will do absolutely anything and give no fucks about it. I will cut a girls tiny throat without thinking, rip her panties off and turn her into a subby little fuck toy. I will make toilet play my favorite game. I crave the blood, the tears, the adrenaline of the snuffing someone out. I know your cock gets just as hard as I do wet seeing them struggle as we use them and kill them in the cruelest way we can. Oh, you thought I was going to go light on you your very first time? Either you’re in it or you’re not… you have to really want it… you have to really be as fucked up as I am.
The Director
Ah the Arts. Don’t you just love them? I certainly do. Especially independent films. Low budget, shot in basements, tunnels, living rooms, or dark dirt roads. It doesn’t matter where really, what I like about them is the subject matter. My favorite plots involve an unstable person. Like myself. Someone who likes to come up with creative ways to bring pain into the lives of others. Someone who isn’t afraid to not be Politically Correct in their views.
I want to see a victim, laying there, unable to move. I want to see the pain and fear creep into their eyes as they are maliciously violated. I want to see holes widened to the point that blood flows freely. I want to hear them beg, cry, scream and gasp for breath. I want to see person after person use them to the point where their mind snaps.
I’m getting excited just writing about it. When I get into this sort of mood I start to crave some play time. If I cannot get that in the outside world, I either watch one of the movies that I described above, or I play with one of the victims here. Talk about easy access. Take Fiona for example. Pretty girl, but the bitch can take a beating. She also can take a good asshole ripping fuck session, especially when it is forced upon her. Then end it all with a big fat cock being crammed down her throat so she is asphyxiated by it. Maybe, just maybe, I can talk her into being in my own independent film. I’ll tell her that of course it will just be acting, and she will survive … maybe. I’m sure she will agree to it, and if she doesn’t, then I just may do it anyway.


















