You told me your bitch wife was a prude so I used my strap-on to make ass rape porn just for you! We’ve been having sadistic phone sex where we talk about that bitch and make her the star of all of our rape phone sex fantasies. I love making you jack off in bed right next to her while I tell you every detail of the sick snuff sex scene that I’ve been thinking of using her for. When I’ve had too much evil phone sex, I can’t stop myself from making a real-life plan to have torture sex with your wife. That cunt never saw me coming! I walked right in with the key you gave me and set up my camera, making sure the angle on the bed was just right. I found her in the master suite having a nice steamy bath, I stood there watching her with my strap-on already secured to my hips. I took such pleasure destroying her peaceful mood by dragging her by her hair from the tub to the bed where she sleeps with you every night. She offered me money, she offered me everything in the safe but I had only one thing on my mind… recording a hot ass rape porn with your stuck up cunt of a wife. The 9-inch dildo I used on her was dry but her worthless cunt was so so wet…. The stretch of her asshole was painfully exquisite, she screamed and cried but that didn’t stop me from making my home invasion phone sex fantasy a sweet bloody reality.
Category: Snuff sex
I Made Ass Rape Porn With Your Wife!
Gangbang Rape Porn Trash Films Snuff Doll
Trash Films is an underground movie casting company that specializes is Gangbang rape porn and snuff type action and gore. I am a proud Snuff doll for them now. This is really a great place for me to be used like the worthless fantasy rape doll I have groomed to be for so long.
My pleasure is great when on camera and being brutalized. In fact my body is a pleasure trove for abuse and violating all of my holes. I am a mindless bimbo and made myself for your pleasure. My breasts are implants and I will always be a torture doll.
As a star in the snuff scene I can just keep getting stitched back together for the next destruction. I am just fantasy rape meat for sick fucks. Use me until I die and resuscitate me only to fuck me dead again.
Snuff Sex Was on Men’s Minds for Easter
Snuff sex was on the minds of many men on Easter. I think it was seeing all those cute girls in their Easter dresses searching for Easter baskets and attending church. I am always happy to help men explore their rape fantasies with cute little girls. Some guys have more than fantasies though. I become like an accomplice after the fact to them. Like bartenders, I listen to men share their dark fantasies and even their true crimes to me. I am safe. Just some sick bitch on a snuff site that men know can relate to them. I promise your sick fantasies and true crimes are safe with me. I am no angel. I have seen and done stuff too. It is a miracle I have not either died or been arrested yet.
My caller had more than rape phone sex fantasies. He had real experiences that he was dying to share with me. Last Easter, he force fucked and killed his niece. She is still a missing person. He told me he had resisted her cock teasing for years. She would wear tight yoga pants that would show off the outline for her puffy mound, and tight t-shirts that accentuated her budding tits. She would sit on his lap and grind her little snatch on his knees. It was Easter morning of 2022 when he fucked her. She was in a cute Easter dress with ribbons in her hair looking innocent. But he knew a dirty whore lingered inside of her. In a moment of horniness, he ripped her dress off and fucked her. She bled all over her Easter dress and shoes too. She cried and fought, but he just fucked her harder. While he fucked her, he choked her until she took her last breath. He did not mean to kill her. He just could not take her cock teasing anymore or her screams for help. He did not tell me where the body was buried, but it has been a year, and no one has found the body yet. His secrets are safe with me. Yours are too because I am an accomplice phone sex partner.
Horny Whore Bloody phone sex Queen
Maybe I’m odd but Blood phone sex queen needs to feel skin torn and cunts busted. Some people like a gentle touch but it’s simply not enough for my filthy Bondage seeking body. Romance is garbage. I need rough tough fucking, choking until you see me piss myself and convulse on your throbbing cock. Remind me, my life isn’t worth the effort your putting forth to take it but the only way I know I’m worth shit is on your cock. My life is only worth living to entertain you and tell me just what a pathetic cum whore I am. Spit on my face and piss in my mouth. Tell me how my life being drained thrills your cock and leaks precum from your nuts.
abuse me
I was in quite an abusive relationship and thats how I became so obsessed with snuff sex. My ex wanted to fuck me up every time we fucked.
Every fuck session was like a murder scene. I would beg him to stab me and leave me bleeding. It was like a drug to be able to be used. My gosh did it drive me so horny to see that look of death in his eyes. Whenever his soulless eyes would look at me I knew he wanted to fuck me up till I could barely move. A puddle of blood and cum was all that he wanted for me. Sure you may say I’m nuts but I couldn’t stop myself.
I had to be with him and now that we aren’t together I find men like him. They have to make me their victim so I can cum.
Gothic Phone Sex with the Undead Living Dead Doll
Gothic Phone sex is exciting. A taste of the dark side. Most normals won’t dare to venture into my darkened cave of torture and sin. On occasion I get the desire to post ads for finding my playthings, or rather “Victims”.
One advertisement I posted was for a BDSM model. I required a signature to the contract in their blood. The contract wasn’t thoroughly read as I kinda persuaded them to just sign it as I worked my special wicked skills on him. He was throbbing hard from the first view of me in my gothic dress.
Men are so weak for the unobtainable. That and for female dominance. This was an easy one for my snuff filming of a blockbuster. Some torture, pain, and mutilation. He screamed so much. Begged and pleaded for it to stop. I walked over to him and put the consent form in his face and told him he signed his death warrant so just enjoy the ride.
Tied to a pentagram. Tortured by a Satanic Goddess. Getting my full attention is what his cock told me he wanted. He got it and the attention of many views. This was his dream come true and he ended with a castrated, scorched and burned sack. His cock flesh was shredded and his anus was completely destroyed.
His final moments were his decapitated head with brain stem intact, watching his final demise. He felt me chainsaw his limbs. One by One. Cut off and fed into a mulching machine. Then his head I used as my urinal before I took the sledge hammer to it.
Strangulation Phone Sex Led to My Erotic Asphyxiation Fetish
Strangulation phone sex is not as popular as some other kinks and fetishes, but it is something I enjoy. I have long been into erotic asphyxiation. I got into it after meeting John. He was an occasional drug dealer I saw in my early 20s. I was dating my husband, but I was a huge coke fiend. I know I still am, but back then I would have sold my first born for a fix. I let John do anything he wanted. He was into choking bitches until they passed out. I was one such bitch. In the moment, I thought I might die. I was not a seasoned pain slut yet. I have grown into the snuff sex queen you know now. John liked his hands around my throat when his cock penetrated my pussy and ass. He would slip in and out of both holes. John was white, but he had a thick and long cock that filled my holes up perfectly. I was not a mommy yet, so I had tight holes. I sometimes joke that John made it easier for me to have natural births with my sons, LOL. For about two years, John would fuck me and strangle me simultaneously. I would pass out, wake up and pass out again. I had to wear scarves around my neck for years to hide the purple ligature marks. After he left my life and Marcus became my main drug dealer, I was desperate for strangulation again. Marcus was not into that. He liked his women awake when he pounded their fuck holes. He taught me, however, to strangle myself. I had no clue that I could cum so hard. I used silk scarves, pantyhose and my husband’s ties to strangle myself while I masturbated. I still masturbate like that sometimes. What can I say? I am a kinky, taboo phone sex woman.
Castration Phone Sex is My Favorite Pastime
Castration phone sex is a favorite pastime. This is Bob. Bob used to have balls. Now, this is a good castration. A clean castration. That is because Bob paid to have his balls castrated and he was a not a punk ass about it. Most of my castrations are messy. I have no problem using a dirty blade and giving you a jagged scar if you piss me off. Not all guys are like Bob. If you know what is good for you, you should be like Bob. Terry did not heed my warning to be like Bob. Bob is the poster boy for how to act when getting castrated. Terry, however, is the poster boy for what happens when you are not a simp like Bob. Terry paid me to castrate him. He then tried to back out and get his money back. I operate on a no refund policy only. I do not take kindly to men who waste my time or try to get their money back. Torture sex is sort of my thing, and I will do it regardless if you pay me or not. If you pay me though there is no going back. You can not show up like Terry did, but I will find you. I will hunt you down with the dirtiest blade I have and remove your balls. Also, I will not even cauterize the wound either. Or if I do, instead of a nice stitch job to stop the bleeding, I can use the bottom of a hot frying pan and leave a nasty scar. Tony was a little wimp who got cold feet but wanted to sue me when I would not give him his money back. I told him to tell a judge he paid me for castration. I knew he was just playing a game thinking he could bait me, but the joke was on him. Not only did he get a nasty castration, but he also got snuff sex because I killed him. Be like Bob. Don’t be like Terry.
Strangulation Phone Sex Fantasy Pump Girl
The strangulation phone sex desires inside of you are released when you call me. My sexy whoring around the porn movie jack shack of snuff is my whoring grounds. I jerk men off as they watch bitches get decapitated as they are fucked to death.
One guy loves when I to play the torturer of a pathetic fuck in love with me. So many of those guys at this club. I just work their wallets and their cocks empty. Mr W truly loves me pumping him as I destroy another guy and mutilate his anus and his penis.
Making the guy scream while daddy creams is what it is all about, isn’t it D? Awe you love pumping for me and all over these fake tits pops and splats covering me in jizz. I just need one guy to come up behind me and strangle me to make me cum.
Snuff Sex: Who killed the babysitter?
I know that inevitably my father will finish the job one day but I wonder what the little ones I babysit will think when they see me on a missing poster or on the news… My father is getting more and more violent and I’m not sure there will be an opportunity for me to escape his wrath before he finally decides to do it. The way he has been choking me while he fucks my worthless gaping holes makes me think he has snuff sex on his mind. Sometimes I pass out, sometimes I wake up covered in daddy’s cum and piss, sometimes I wake up in the middle of someone else using my cunt. Daddy knows I want to live but I’ve lost all fear of dying, I’m used to being his play thing, so what if he kills me? Anyone with half a brain would be able to find all the snuff porn in the house and figure out who killed me. Ass rape porn and killer phone sex are daddy’s weaknesses, that’s why I’m going to let him snuff fuck me…..It’s the ultimate trap for daddy and my brother too, if they force fuck me to death and leave their loads in me, I know they will end up in jail eventually!