I’m a heartless sadistic nympho whore, sometimes they even call me the devils princess… Is there any wonder I’m the best phone slut to call for accomplice phone sex? My cold dead heart makes me a total dominatrix cum whore when I’m doing evil things with the men who pay for my time. I’m the temptress you call when you have rape phone sex fantasies about your daughter that have been haunting you… I’m the evil phone sex slut you call when you want your wife to be our torture sex victim, or your worthless cunt of a mother… whoever you say our fuck toy is, that is who we will make the star of our most depraved snuff sex home invasion phone sex fantasies!
Category: Snuff sex
Accomplice Phone Sex With The Devil’s Princess!
Ass Rape Porn Was Always Daddy’s Favorite!
I found out about my daddy’s ass rape porn addiction when I was too young to understand what that meant for me! Daddy had a big collection of porn movies in the house but his favorite was clearly ass rape porn… I knew daddy kept his favorite teen rape porn in the bedroom where he used to sleep with my dead mother. Many nights I remember being woken up by the sound of screams from torture sex, not my own for a change, the porn was loudly coming from daddy’s room. I knew I needed to hide when I saw the evil violent porn on the screen, I knew daddy was thinking of doing those things to me. A woman ass was screaming bloody murder and daddy was jacking slowly to the most heinous ass destruction I’d ever seen!
Snuff Sex Initiation of a New Witch – Sadistic Phone Sex Morticia
Snuff sex is how I love to ruin bitches, and pathetic losers. My favorite types are these little peace loving fucking Wicca girls. Wicca is like the moralistic white magic shit.
So, inviting these naïve girls over for a coven party and initiation is where I get great pleasure. It’s clueless slut meat like these bitches that make men go berserk.
Truth is that these girls are clueless and want to follow. Just dumb sluts that pretend to be different. In fact they are weak followers of any trend.
As it goes, that, of course I love to tell them they are special. And that they can join my “Wicca” coven.
When these sluts show up, I have drugs, wine and laced brownies waiting. I get these girls fucked up and strung out. Then I start to have some real fun.
I invite my Satanic lodge members over that love to rape fantasy these dumb whores in the making.
This will all be filmed as an edgy dark satanic ritualistic porn. It’s great watching the little cunts and asses getting violated.
The bloodletting and ritualistic sex is absolutely stunning that I enjoy a big fat cock covered in the blood of a ruined virginal vagina sliding into my fuckable hot honey pot. My pussy drips at these whores’ defilement.
Knife Play Phone Sex is the Best Way to Prolong the Pain
Knife play phone sex anyone? I think a knife is the best weapon. It prolongs the agony. I am not a fan of a quick kill, are you? I had a little girl in my basement last night. She had been in my basement for a few days just waiting, scared as a wounded bird. Her fear was intoxicating. This package was not for me though. I was hired to kidnap her for her father. But we had to plan it well, so no suspicion fell on him. He was visiting his sister when the girl went MIA on her way home from school. He is in the middle of a nasty custody battle, so he would be suspect number one. He came over last night to have fun with her after waiting patiently. I wanted to carve her up, but only after he explored his rape phone sex fantasies for his bitchy daughter. The mom was coaching the little girl to say very bad things about her daddy. I am just helped him live up to the lies. With the girl gone, there would be no support payments, no pawn in the divorce. I did not care his reasons why. I just cared about the money. He fucked her. Fucked all her tight tiny holes. They were so tiny that he split them open. She bled bright crimson red. Once he was done using her holes, however, she became mine to play with. I took my time carving up her tender flesh. I mutilated her soft skin. It was more for fun than anything. I liked listening to her scream. I mean her daddy just tore her asshole and cunt up, but she still cried out for him. She preferred her attacker to me. Most women or girls would because I am a snuff sex sadistic bitch. I believe in torture and mutilation. I believe in my victim feeling the pain. That lying little cunt got what was coming to her. Now, she is bear shit because I fed her diced up body parts to the wild animals. How do you think I have never been caught? Nature makes the finest accomplice.
Gangbang Rape Porn Fascinates Me
Gangbang rape porn fascinates me as a filthy little druggie bimbo. The more extreme, the better in fact, if I’m not struggling to breathe if you’re not fucking me hard enough or they aren’t fucking me hard enough.
My need to be banged out is the only pleasure I can feel. Forcibly plowed in my ass, and violated in my cunt are things that I masturbate to.
In fact, I need to be completely ripped open, I need to be strangled. Of course any other filthy uses of my fucked out body is even too nice, if I am still alive.
The need to be snuffed out is real. My body is fake as I am anyway. I have been reanimated many times over. Saved with surgeries.
Plastic fake Barbie that can’t even form any kind of cohesive thoughts. Please put me to use to take out all of your rage. I deserve it.
Goth Teen Phone Sex Turns Lolita Lethal!
My years as a goth teen phone sex slut made me a lethal Lolita! I didn’t plan on getting involved with a married man when I started doing snuff phone sex… I had no idea that I would make him kill his wife. It all started with the most disturbing rape phone sex fantasies, my caller loved talking to me about snuff fucking his worthless cunt of a wife. He would jack off for hours just making me role play with him scenario after scenario of the nastiest murder phone sex fantasies I had ever come up with. I started to enjoy the fantasy phone sex as well as making that pervert my pay pig, I was draining his wallet and his balls while getting better at sadistic phone sex… everything changed the night he told me he was outside of my apartment, he told me that I could make all the money I needed in one night and how could I resist? Before I could even blink there, I was holding the belt around his wife’s throat while he fucked her cunt hard and fast. We had enough strangulation phone sex for me to know that this would be his preferred method to take care of the bitch once and for all. I watched her gasp her last breath as my pay pig shot his load inside her, she was his snuff sex doll and I knew it was all partially my fault but I didn’t care…
Sadistic Phone Sex Man Eater Morticia
Sadistic phone sex brings about your destruction, with Morticia. I am a bitt cannibalistic when it comes to my menstrual time. All I crave is bloody raw scrotum and dick meat. My vagina has the power to sever and consume your pathetic penis.
You will mistake my lust as being a nymphomaniac. However, in fact it’s a craving more raw. I will take your bareback cock inside of me and consume it. My cunt has teeth and I will sever your sex, with my dark desires. Fuck me hard and deep then scream as I clench and strangle the sperm and fuck meat I side my cunt. Your pleasure of pumping into my cervix will quickly turn to horror.
I will consume you with the most sadistic and primal need.
torture sex is the best kind
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.
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.