Do you want to know one of my fantasies? I’ve had some dark ones in my mind ever since my last relationship. The stuff that goes around in my mind will put the ID channel to shame. Torture sex is so much needed for me now. I craved to be tied up and slapped and paddled. The only way I can get off is if I am either bleeding or bruised up. Make me your property and show me that I must obey your every command. If you want me to be yours, then to be a slave slut for you, make sure you put Authority in your voice. The verbal abuse and physical abuse make me melt. I Can’t Get Enough of all the pain you’ll bring on to me. It’s my dream to be decapitated by you and your machete.
Category: Snuff sex
Snuff Porn Auditions Can be Brutal for Women Like Me
Snuff porn auditions are brutal. I have starred in enough snuff flicks to know that any audition is a gamble. I showed up at one a few days ago. I knew it was sketchy as fuck. The location alone screamed RUN. But I was out of coke. Marcus, my regular drug dealer, was in jail on a DUI for a few days. And a few days without coke is like an eternity without it when my mother-in-law is in town. I am sure you can relate. Do you think about doing bad things to your MIL? I know I do. The coke is the only thing that stands between me and prison for the rest of my life. I do what I must to stay at home with my sons. I had never been to the location of this casting call, but it was the worst part of town. There is a murder a day down there, or at least some death by overdose. I focused on the money, like I usually do. I let the director take some pictures of me. I guess the film was for a private collector. I soon found out this was not one of the typical snuff movies I have filmed in the past. My pictures, along with a few other desperate starlets were being auctioned off. For what I was not sure. The youngest girl was up first. She had the highest bidder. Me, and three other women watched, waiting our fate. A man came out in an executioner’s outfit, and I felt a pit in the bottom of my stomach. My gut told me to run, my addiction told me to stay. We watched in horror as this young girl was fucked and mutilated. This was not simulated snuff sex. There were body parts, entrails and lots of blood. Too much blood to be fake. Too much screaming to be fake too. I looked at the other girls and yelled RUN. We scattered like frightened mice, but only I got out. I heard the blood curdling screams but I could not save them. I did save myself though, but just barely. I think I have way more than 9 lives.
Snuff sex pain
So I became a snuff sex slave, and it wasn’t even something I ever saw coming; I had a date coming over, and I was setting up the apartment to make it look good, smell good, and give off those great Vibes. There’s that saying that you should always have something baking when boys come over, so I toss some cookies in the oven. The smell would be tempting and remind him of comfort. Nothing was comforting about this visit. My day is over; I’ve known him for some time because we attend the same school. I could trust him, but he would soon show me his true colors. Immediately he began to start drinking heavily. He’d asked where the booze was, and I had a liquor cabinet, so I showed him the way. At first, I thought it was no big deal, but then I saw that he would get more into his alcohol. The guy hadn’t been at my house for over an hour and was already at his glass of wine. He was even taking shots, so he was about to get wasted. When asked to use the bathroom, he took a while. I could hear him snort. He was getting high as well. At this point, I got slightly irritated and told him maybe the date should be cut short. Out of nowhere, he began to lash out at me and start to choke me and tell me sluts like me deserve to die. If I’m being entirely honest, I don’t remember all the torture he put me through, but now I can’t climax without thinking about that horrific night.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies and Snuff are Just So Satisfying and Fun
Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? I do. Not for me though. Any guy who tries to force himself on me will lose his dick and likely his life. I mean do you want to force fuck and kidnap, maybe even snuff out a little brat? I sure hope so because the other night I had to do it solo and such activities are far more enjoyable with a male accomplice. I still had fun with the brat though. I was in a particularly foul mood. Not sure why, maybe PMS. I am a bitch on PMS. Okay, a bigger bitch. I saw this little girl at the park. Not the park near where I live, but the one in the next county over. I went hunting. When I am in one of my killer phone sex moods, I am still thinking smartly. I lured her into my unidentifiable white van. No plates. Not even my car. I liberated it for a few hours. One of my many great skills is hot wiring cars and framing P men for the disappearance of little girls. Do you know that you can go online and with only a zip code get the address of all the sex crime perverts in any neighborhood? Makes them easy targets. I parked that van in the dead of night at a P man’s house and fucked her in the back of the van. I had to drive around for hours with her bound and gagged in the back until it got dark. Once it did, we had some nasty fun. I used my fists to fuck her virgin cunt, which is not as satisfying as your cock, but it had to do. She screamed. She cried. She fought. She bled. She died. I strangled the life out of her with one hand because the other hand was up her cunt. I cleaned up the van of any DNA and left. I walked three miles to where I parked my car. I felt satisfied. I killed two birds with one stone. I got rid of a snot nosed brat and put a dirty pervert back in jail. Snuff sex is just so satisfying and fun. Next time, you need to join me.
Whipped and Suffocated Until My Last Moments
You slammed my head against the wall until I passed out with your hand on my throat. You like dealing with your victims this way. Now, no one can ever hear them scream. You carry me to the bed and grab your tools: bondage cuffs to keep me in control, whips for torture and a big plastic bag. Once I wake up, I see you standing over me. I try to escape, but the bondage cuffs keep me from my goal. When you see that I am not going anywhere, you take your big plastic bag and put it over my head. I can’t breathe! I buck and writhe to get out, but I am unsuccessful. As I struggle, I see you with your big smile. You remove the bag, letting me breathe for a bit. I can see now that your cock is hard. You take it out and start jerking it as you watch me struggle for air. The job is not yet finished, however. You tie the bag to my head and watch me squirm again, using your whips to cause me more pain while you watch the last breath leave my body.
He Made Me Cum To Snuff Porn!
My brother showed me a snuff porn of a teen girl getting force fucked in front of her family and I was secretly turned on by it. It was a home movie of a family on vacation, the young teen daughter was beautiful and happy, the mom and dad were clearly proud of her and the little baby in their arms completed the picture of happiness. I knew something bad was going to happen to them because my brother only liked blood and gore porn. The video cut to black and then showed the family by a camp fire, the static took over and then the video camera was on the young daughter. She was tied up, naked and laid on the ground, I could see a man on top of her he was clearly fucking her bloody. The mom and dad were tied up, beaten and the mom was naked too, there were as a large group of guys circling… like a hunting party found their cute family camping trip. They made gangbang rape porn with the two women before they castrated the father and snuffed him too. My brother was licking my cunt the whole time I watched, I came against my will when they fucked the hot little teen slut with three cocks at the same time.
snuff movies in a sex dungeon
My master took me to make some snuff movies. You know, I think that he has always been a torture-loving individual. Now that he got me where he wanted, he knew he would take full advantage of me. I am addicted to him, and he knows. When he takes control of me, nothing else matters in this world. All I want is for you to tell me what to do. We went over to this dungeon. Well, it’s a Sex Dungeon of some sort. Now the pleasure is not for the women. It’s for men because men rule everything. At this place, there were girls like me who had been in relationships with Masters who had completely controlled them and dictated their lives. The Masters loved using us all and getting us all in severe pain. Whips & paddles, all kinds of tools, you name it it was all there for us
Evil Phone Sex Sadistic Satan’s Mortician – Morticia
You ever fall into Dark thoughts and fantasies that make your cock rage? I think Evil phone sex with a viscous and enchanting dark goddess like me, Morticia is what you crave. Possibly an accomplice experienced with the darkest desires of yours.
Some of the fun sessions with me have been decapitating a bitches head and her daughters. All of this bloody goodness happened while the client paid me to do the bloody sadistic shit while he fucked them. Like I was paid to take a weapon of my choice, and chainsaws are great fun for cutting heads and limbs. So, really he would fuck then and they start to scream.
The screaming of their holes violated as we tied them down first and cut their clothes off. Then I left him to molest and fondle his daughters virginal holes in front of his wife, her mother. I went and lubed up the chains and blade. I return while that whore wife was screaming and trying to break loose as he laughed at her and spit on her and kept fucking that virgin hole bloody.
He had such a nice big cock that I put the chainsaw down and took it into my mouth and sucked all of her innocence that was stolen from daddy’s big fat cock. It was delicious. Then I sat on that bitch and started to dismember the daughter and the head last to watch what mommy got.
Knife Play Phone Sex Includes Castration Play
Knife play phone sex anyone. I do not even own a gun. Honestly, I find a knife to be a better instrument of human destruction. Every victim of mine gets the knife. Maybe I just torture them with castration, or I kill them by evisceration. Either way, I am using a knife. I have thousands of knives. Many I inherited from my grandpa, my mentor. He taught me how to hunt my prey. He told me there is no valor or honor in killing with a gun. A gun requires no skill. It is mostly luck. I was a young teen girl when I helped him castrate a man. That was my first castration, and it filled me with a love for castration phone sex and knives. My grandpa did not kill this man. At the time, I wondered why. But I grew to appreciate his methods. Castrating a man is leaving him with a daily reminder of his sins. It is forcing him to live a celibate life. It takes the wind from his sails and leaves him unable to fuck or procreate. My grandpa’s victim was a P man. He was diddling little girls in the community. My grandpa caught him red handed too when he fucked my first cousin when she was itty bitty. He was a family friend, a pillar of our community. He would be a disgrace if it ever came out what he was doing behind closed doors. My grandpa could have killed him. Should have killed him for his crime was grave and personal. But grandpa told me you do not shit where you sleep. Torture sex, however, when you have something over your victim, is the next best thing. That was an important lesson for a future killer to learn. This man would not say anything about his forced castration because my grandpa had film of him fucking his young granddaughter. Leverage, my grandpa told me, is a powerful motivator for silence. That man never diddled another girl again and he never told the police that my grandpa and me castrated him. Be careful who knows your dirty secrets.
Fuck My Cold Dead Body
My body is a total mess, sliced from ear to ear, recently covered in my blood. You like your bodies clean and cold when you fuck them, so you rub me with alcohol wipes and put me in the freezer for a few hours. Now, I can be fucked. My pussy is completely dry, just the way you like it. I would never let you fuck me when I was alive, and you prefer me dead. Aren’t I such a nasty little slut? I’ll suck your cock right after you had it deep in my ass. No other girl you know would let you cum in their eyes over and over again without closing them, your cum dripping down their face and into their mouths. Play with my nice round tits as you pump into me, fucking my sexy body until you cum in me, knowing you can never get me pregnant. I am the perfect fuck doll. If you figure out how to preserve me, I’ll be your permanent fuck doll.