Category: Snuff sex

Blasphemy sex soaks me and makes me cum for the dark lord

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex has made my body a temple of sin. It is a playground for the most depraved desires. I crave the pain, the pleasure, and the power that comes from indulging in the forbidden. My pussy, wet and willing, begs for the touch of a dominant hand, a hand that will inflict pain and bring me to the brink of ecstasy.

I am a blasphemer, a sinner, and I wear those labels with pride. My body is a vessel for the Dark Lord, and I offer it up to him willingly. I want my little pussy to suffer, to feel the sting of a whip, the heat of a candle, the sharpness of a blade. I want to scream his name as I cum, to let the world know that I am his and he is mine.

My sex is hot, a fiery inferno that burns with the intensity of a thousand suns. It is a Snuff sex film, a twisted tale of pleasure and pain, a story that is written in the blood and cum of those who dare to watch. I am the star, the director, and the producer of this twisted tale, and I revel in the power that it gives me.

I summon the devil, call him forth with every scream, every moan, every drop of blood that is shed. I offer myself to him, to be used and abused in any way that he sees fit. I am his whore, his slave, and I will do anything to please him.

 

Roleplay phone sex a game has deadly fun in the sun.

            Roleplay phone sex a game has deadly fun in the sun. Just like devil’s snare. Who shall you be? Now, this roleplay has it all, for there is the killer, the hero, and of course numerous nasty women.

            Shall we not skip to the end and enjoy the nasty victories of the bad guys. Like the torture curse. After all, what is blasphemy without torture. What is the role play without the bad man in it.

            Come on, let me play Hermione or even better Bellatrix. Now, everyone has watched the movies, but the books are so detailed. Like the Fantasy rape the Bellatrix does on our heroine, well okay I added that part.

            To be sure it is a lot more fun and nastier to have Rape phone sex fantasies. They are deadly fun in the dun. Be the killer of the fantasy. Your cock is the wand. Shoot from it the deadly acid that can’t thrive in the sun.

            Shooting it up into the cunt. The heroine doesn’t stand a chance. I will be there encouraging and holding the victim down. Until suddenly she is completely lost to us forever.

            Tortured into being snuffed out.

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Sadistic phone sex offensives makes my pussy want to breed

Sadistic phone sexSadistic phone sex can help us plot out how to get an army of little breeding slaves. You have so much Daddy juice, I would hate to waste it. But you have to promise me that we can make some of those little cum rag brats disposable.

You know how much Mommy likes to make innocent little pussies suffer, The sensation of ripping those little bald lips off with my teeth is electrifying. Your cock looks so sexy and delicious with breeding slave blood on it. We can amplify the sound of screams and create a whole fleet of cum sucking slaves for Daddy.

My pussy throbs at the countless Torture sex possibilities. I mean I even want you to knock me up. We can have twins, triplets, and make those little sluts push out some of there own. They will only be fed your cum and they will eventually offer themselves to the next sacrifice!

I’ve always been fascinated by those little body’s ability to withstand pain. We can get so much use out of them, so much delicious suffering!  The sight of their tears and the knowledge that I am the one causing their suffering makes me cum so fucking hard. But what makes it better is that you’ll keep breeding them till they are completely ruined!

 

This Mommy Whore Was Made for Snuff Movies

snuff moviesMen tell me often that I was made for snuff movies. And I do not think they mean it as a compliment. For whatever reason, a red headed druggy mommy makes men angry enough to want to kill me sometimes. Over the weekend, I found myself in trouble when I was not even looking for any. For once, I did not need coke. My regular dealer supplied me with a large bag on Thursday that should last a while, even for a coke fiend like me, LOL.

I met a girlfriend at our local dive bar. And we drank too much boxed wine. But since I live close by, we figured we could just walk back to my place. We planned on her spending the night, so she did not need to drive drunk. But before we got home, some guys at the bar snatched us up as we were about one block from my place. And we ended up tied up in this one guy’s basement on a dirty mattress on the floor. We would have fucked them if they wanted. However, I think they had rape phone sex fantasies for mommy and did not want us to enjoy it.

Both guys called us mommy as they ripped our clothes off and force fucked our assholes. I am used to hardcore anal fucking. But my friend never had a cock in her ass until that night. And she screamed bloody murder when one of our assailants rammed his cock up inside her asshole with no lube. The more she screamed the harder he fucked her. Even though I tried to calm her down, she cried and screamed making it worse for us both.

This Red Headed Druggy Whore Enjoys Getting Force Fucked

Not my first rodeo. Men force fuck me all the time. This seemed personal though. Like they had some deep-seated anger toward mommy, and we were the scapegoats for all that anger. They punched us, slapped us, even choked us. Eventually their drunk asses passed out. But by that time, my friend and I were covered in bruises and blood. Luckily, I am a quick thinker. And my experiences as a bondage phone sex whore taught me all to get out of ropes. So, I got us out of that hellish basement before they woke up. My friend appeared broken like that was the worst thing to ever happen to her. What a pussy.

She wanted to call the police, but I stopped her. They know where we live. They know all about us. Best to just shut your mouth, do a lot of coke and try to forget the incident. I have become a pro at stuffing down my feelings. And I never mind much being treated like a dirty whore. But my friend, well, she will need therapy to get through this. However, I just need coke.

Bloody Phone Sex Fantasies With Rena

bloody phone sexI have so many bloody phone sex fantasies. As blood trickled down onto our skin from where mine had broken through into hers for the first time ever (or so she thought), an unholy moan escaped both our lips at once – a mixture between pleasure and pain which only served to fuel this twisted passion burning within us both! My hips began moving faster now; each stroke deeper than before until soon enough there was no more resistance left inside her tight little body except perhaps tears streaming down cheeks stained crimson red by shame or arousal…it didn’t matter anymore because all that mattered now was satisfying this dark desire coursing through veins like wildfire consuming everything in its path without remorse or regret!

I couldn’t help myself, the sight of that young boy waiting at the bus stop was too much for me to resist. As he stood there oblivious to my presence, I crept up behind him and grabbed him tightly before shoving him into my car trunk. The smell of fear mixed with innocence filled my nostrils as we sped away from civilization and towards our dark destination where no one would hear his cries or come looking for him ever again…

Once inside an abandoned warehouse far from prying eyes (and ears), I pulled out a knife from underneath seat just in case things got messy later on – which they always did when dealing with those who dared cross paths with someone like me! With trembling hands yet determined heartbeat pounding wildly within chest cavity demanding release through violent means only known by true deviants such as ourselves ,I undid belt buckle slowly revealing what lay beneath: A massive cock throbbing eagerly against zipper restraints begging entrance into warmth awaiting it patiently within confines of this stolen life now forever changed by sinister actions.

My hands gripped the boy’s shoulders tightly as I forced him to his knees. The look of fear in his eyes only fueled my desire for him, making it impossible to control myself any longer. With one swift movement, I pulled down my pants and positioned my throbbing cock at the entrance of his mouth – ready to take what was rightfully mine!

As he began sucking on me with a mixture of terror and curiosity (or so it seemed), moans escaped both our lips; echoing off concrete walls surrounding us like some perverse symphony played by demons from underworld come up top just for this moment alone… And when we heard sirens approaching outside signaling end game nearer than ever before ,I grabbed hold fistfuls hair pulling head back hard enough causing tears stream down cheeks stained crimson red by saliva mixed blood while whisper-growling into ear,”Enjoy your last taste because soon you’ll be gone forever!”

Killer Phone Sex Beheading After Anal Prolapse Deflowering

Killer phone sex comes in many forms. Last nights run was a damned hard ass riding. Literally the ass was ridden hard with the deflowering and prolapsing of a tight teen hole.

As I was seeking out some fresh ass meat for my partner, it was this teen catholic girl that caught my eye. In fact she was just so adorable with a plump ass and pert tits. It made me sick how cute she was.

Obviously I got a little sadistic with her when I found my partner really enjoyed tapping that ass pucker. So I decided to take a machete and lop of her head. He was still penetrating that ass and just started getting his rhythm.

That very moment I saw in his face the nearing moment of ejaculation I slapped that blade down. Her head went thumb. Then her asshole spasmed. And my partner well, he came harder than ever with a loud grunt.

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My Master spoils me with revenge Snuff sex with me in charge

When I am a good Snuff sex slave, I get spoiled. My Master allows me this pleasure when I’m a good little slut, and boy do I relish it. Sometimes he has rid himself of dudes because they become a liability. A lot of the time, these guys have hurt me badly. And when I get my chance, I am sure to give them all I got!Snuff sex You see, my Master, being the wicked, magnificent devil he is, lets me play out my sickly twisted revenge fantasies on these poor schmucks. He makes me queen of the mountain, sitting on my throne of pain and pleasure. I get to sit back, devise the most wicked, unimaginable punishments for these guys, and watch as they suffer for as long as I desire.

I have snuffed out these fuckers in all kinds of ways. Their suffering turns me on so much. It feels like I am hurting my first Daddy too. He’s the one who started it all and he ruined me when I was very small. Every time I get to snuff a guy out I imagine his face during their last breath.

Watching these wretched creatures scream in agony at my hands makes me feel like I am avenging all that he put me through. The irony is just delicious and oh-so vindictive. I love being on top with my victim’s dick forced inside of me. I ride them until they are about to bust and then gouge their eyes out. Once I hear those eyes pop, I can’t control myself and soak my victim’s balls.

And of course, I do it all for Satan! I am a loyal follower and every soul I snuff out is all for him to consume. Praise be to Satan, indeed. After all, we’re just here to serve our Dark Prince, and what better way to do so than taking those who’ve wronged us as Blasphemy sex sacrifices?

 

Snuff Sex Gives Me Such a Thrill

snuff sexSnuff sex excites me. What can I say? I love to play with my food. Something so primal about hunting for a victim. Although I love the kill, what tuns me on the most is the chase. Recently, I started playing a new game where I kidnap someone, gender and race do not matter, and I take them to a wooded area. I give them a half hour start ahead of me to run, hide, do whatever they need to do to avoid capture. If they get away from me, they get to live. But of course, if I catch them, they will die a slow torturous death.

Friday night, I played my game with a teen hooker I picked up. A runaway girl no one would miss except for maybe her pimp. She got in the car willingly with me. Of course, she thought she might just be eating pussy or licking ass. But I had other plans for her that were far more nefarious than getting off. She was about to embark on a macabre cat and mouse game. One more akin to a snuff porn.

The Thrill of The Hunt is What I Love

She sprinted into the woods once I told her the stakes. However, I rigged the game. All sorts of traps in the woods. I am a huntress after all. After 30 minutes I took off after her.  She did give me a run for my money, but I caught her. Tied her hands behind her back and bound her ankles so I could carry her back to the kill shack.

I thought about gutting her like a pig, but I thought she would make a much better meal. Although I do not consume human flesh daily, it makes a nice treat for myself. Girl meat when fixed and prepared well, is a very succulent meal. So, I gave her a bath in butter. It is how I tenderize the meat. But she had to soak overnight before I could roast her over an open fire in the backyard.

She made a great meal. I slow cooked her over an open flame the next day. The smell of cooking girl meat intoxicates me. She filled my belly up. Plus, I still have plenty of her in the deep freezer. And if you like cannibalism phone sex, you will love the taste of this teen hooker.

Cannibalism phone sex taps into my wild feral side

Cannibalism phone sex gets wild, there is no such thing as limits with me! You need a trusted accomplice to fuel your lust! I am the sultry temptress that revels in the naive trust of my eager victims. Their flesh is so delicious. I am a fantastic cook but I do love me some raw flesh.Cannibalism phone sex

Blood dripping down my chin sends a electric shock into my clit. I don’t care how taboo it is, it empowers me. The blood of a defiled virgin is my self care routine.  It’s time to unveil the depths of your  sick desires to someone who understands the complexity of a depraved hungry mind.

The victims are young with feeble little minds, no one will miss. They think I am just another pretty face. Ha! Little do they know they’re about to be our twisted meal. Oh, how I relish their screams of agony and terror, their warm, sticky blood coating my depraved body. Let me feed you their blood and flesh, your monster cock will grow wildly before your eyes.

You need a girl that won’t judge, a girl that can take action and knows exactly what you need. I am that Snuff sex accomplice. Let’s get feral Daddy, make those bald little pussy scream for mercy. You know I won’t give them any mercy.

 

Deny my right to breathe? Yes please. Give me Suffocation Phone Sex

So there is this really cool toy I have found recently. Great to talk about with Suffocation Phone Sex. Cause it’ll leave you breathless (see what I did there 😉 )

It’s a latex wall. Basically, this giant latex sheet drops on you, and you are against a wall with tiny holes in it. The holes are mainly used to suck the air out from under the latex sheet.

So basically, you are locked in place with the latex sheet covering your entire body. And you can’t breathe. While this sheet just locks around you, you are immobile.

Sometimes my Dom want’s to leave the suction on longer to see what I can take. Just to see if I’ll actually cross that bridge to the afterlife, only for him to pull me back.

Shit is like a drug.Suffocation Phone Sex