You wake up, you can’t feel your arms or legs because I’ve got you tied up in my web of rope, I have a real treat for you baby… You see I noticed you admiring a sweet little thing on our way home the other day. She was walking home from school and I knew when you saw her, you were hard for that young tight cunny. I did the thing you least expected; I brought her in, naked and scared while you are all helpless in my clutches. I made that little bitch suck your cock while I’ve got the cattle prod on her, one wrong move and I’ll fry her, she knows it. I tell her to fuck you, to impale her tight little fuck sleeve right on your fat hard pervert cock. I laugh as she forces your cock inside her, crying and screaming as she pops her own cherry on your meat rod. I laugh as the little bitch screams and cries… you can’t help but blow your load as soon as I shock her right on her clit!
Category: Snuff sex
Snuff Porn is What I Love to Watch and Make
I love snuff porn. Do you? I am not the kind of girl who watches sappy ass flicks like The Notebook or The Titanic. Just not who I am. I love violence and gore. When I was a young girl, I was not watching Disney movies like most girls my age. I was not into cartoons or wholesome family entertainment. I inherited my grandfather’s sick perversions. I have the serial killer gene. My grandfather helped me nourish it too. I am not the typical serial killer though thanks to my grandfather. I do not harm animals. I do not have a type other than a breathing human being. I do not have a dump site like most serial killers. I do not even have the same method of operation that often links unsolved murders to an identifiable serial killer. My grandpa trained me to stay under the radar. I am a serial killer phone sex bitch that no one knows about yet because I kill under the radar. Things I learned as a schoolgirl from my grandpa included never killing someone that I had a personal beef with, or at least a beef with that could be traced. Never kill in my backyard. Never kill the same person repeatedly. Never kill the same way twice so a pattern can be identified and never leave a body to be found. My grandpa had to clean up my botched first kills. That was when he took me under his wing to teach me how to be a well oiled killing machine. I am sort of like a female Dexter. I know how to clean up DNA and leave no trace of a body. But I do not just kill bad people. I kill anyone who annoys me or pisses me off, or I kill out of convenience. I am a natural born killer though. Snuff phone sex comes easy to me, but if not for my grandpa, I may have been caught ions ago. Everyone needs a mentor. Let me be yours.
A is for Accomplice phone sex
A is for Accomplice phone sex. I heard his footsteps before I saw his shadow. He knew what he wanted and wasn’t going to take no for an answer. I had been his little slut for a while now and I loved every minute of it. But I had become too willing, too eager to please his cock. While my tight little teen pussy still got him off, I knew he wanted her. She was so cute sleeping beside me tonight. I brushed her black hair from her porcelain face. Pink berry cupid lips were so enticing. I soon found myself slipping my fingers under her night shirt to feel her flat chest. My Little Sister would be like me when she was older. Just A cups, B at best!
Forever a lolita. Forever a P-daddy fuck toy. I would start her on the same journey I went through. It’s almost a blessing that daddy married a new young whore. Her offspring were and are my Life blood.
Feeding my pervesness more and more every day. Bath time with her has always been my playground.
I would groom my sweet inncoent baby sister into daddies little whore. I don’t have much time, his cock is aching for her and I don’t know how much longer I can have her to myself! Right now she is so little, I think daddy would make her a snuff sex fuck doll. Only time will tell what happens to her!
Snuff Movies: You Can Be My Accomplice or My Star
I like to watch and make snuff movies. The question I have for you is do you want to star in my snuff flick or be my accomplice? Men serve only two roles in my world. Men are my victims or my accomplices. If you have read my blogs, you know that I am not your typical woman. I do not need attention. I do not need a man in my life to feel complete. I do not want or need romance. I crave violence. I like blood. I like the pain and fear of others. Your pain, your fear are my aphrodisiacs. When I met Alan on the dark net, he said he wanted to be my accomplice. He has long wanted to make a snuff porn with a young brat. Since I have zero maternal instincts, I have no problem kidnapping brats and killing them. The problem was that Alan was annoying. He was not accomplice material. He whined about everything. He did not want to take direction. We had the girl of his choice, but I decided to turn the tables and make him the victim and this little sassy girl my accomplice in killing him. She was spunky for a victim. She was shaming and threatening us as we kidnapped her. I love a fighter, but this little girl scared my so-called accomplice. I liked that this girl saw his weakness and used it against him. She was smarter than him. She was more of a fighter too. Because she was clearly superior to my accomplice, I armed the girl. I told her to fight for her life. She made a better accomplice phone sex partner than he did anyway. He just about shit his pants when he saw this little girl coming after him with a knife that I gave her. I told her how to cut off his cock so he could not do this to another girl again. I have a new, young accomplice protégé.
Strangulation Phone Sex Bind Torture Kill
The final for me was the Strangulation phone sex he had with me. I was the victim of a serial killer but it was different with me. I was not so easily destroyed. After so many fake parts to me and all the resurrections of my snuff whore body.
It was after he invaded my apartment while I was passed out…. I was passed out with so many chemical substances flowing through me that much of what he did to me… Nothing phased me. After all I have been stabbed and cut up countless times with full consent. The fact that I was moaning with pleasure and being excited did not hone well with him.
So after he spent so much energy trying to torture me. Stabbing with knives and cutting into my flesh he got sexual. He fucked me with a hunting knife in my stretched whore cunt and that just made me cum. I squirted all over it and he grabbed my bedside corded phone.
At first I though he would take and smash the heavy base on my head… Or worse even smash up my face. It’s an 80’s model princess phone I had for taking calls for the novelty of it. But he just called my line and started to direct me to be screaming cunt for him. Oh, I forgot to mention he wanted screams and just got moans in real life. However, on the phone he said scream bitch and so I just had to scream. As I was taking his call screaming he hung up while I was still screaming and begging.
Strangulation Phone Sex was going to be my end…
The outcome he considered best, as a serial killer was the horror. He got pleasure, well I got pleasure and he got to hear that. But he came behind me and wrapping the curly cord of the receiver around my neck and the receiver shoved in my bleeding ripped up cunt.
Knife Play Phone Sex to Ring in the New Year
On the last day of the year, knife play phone sex is how I will celebrate. I am a sadistic bitch. I love to kill drunks on New Years Eve. Last year, I killed about 30 folks. Random acts of violence that went unsolved. Most of my murders were never even linked together. That is because I do not have a type. I hate most people. I will kill a man or a woman, a boy or a girl. Black or white, I do not care. I use knives mostly, but I have so many knives in my collection that I can kill 30 people in a night with a different knife. That always throws the cops off. New Year’s Eve is my favorite night to kill. That is because there are so many folks out who are drunk and stupid. Easy prey. Drunk and stupid are not enough for me to waste my energy on you, however. There are tons of drunk and stupid people in the world. I would not have the time to make snuff porn for all the drunk and stupid people in the world. I look for the ones who have a long history of being drunk and or stupid, or people who do something I find egregious. It is not hard to piss me off though. I kill for many reasons. You try to force yourself on me, you will die and or get castrated. I will kill you for attempting to shame or humiliate me. I cannot let men think they can talk down to me. And I cannot let women think they are better than me. I kill little ones because they are germy, needy and annoying. I am just a sick bitch. I promised myself that tonight, I would kill even more than last year. Either you can be my victim on a killer phone sex call, or you can be my accomplice. Which do you prefer?
Snuff Phone Sex: Your Black Widow of Death
Seeking a dark erotic experience. The deeply passionate love of death and all that leads up to it. This passionate exit from the world of the living as the New Year Dawns. I dreamt this Snuff phone sex scene in great vivid details.
We had our first date from a Gothic dating site. You, a newby and lured by the dark beauties of sinful persuasions. My poison is the blood of virginal guys that are hoping to be lucky with a goth chick. You are a mommies boy and dressing in black to try and appear to have depth and to think for yourself. But mommy controls you.
You meet me and run away with me. We go and stay in a catacomb in an abandoned and forgotten cemetery. I bring my ritual items and tell you to undress in the circle of candles. You obey like a good boy. I step close to you and kiss you deeply and with a incisor tooth nip your lip. The sweet blood slowly surfaces and I run my lips over it. Tatsing the life force that will soon be stolen.
I lean down and start to suck your cock. Have you practically ooozing at the first lick… leaving me no choice. You can’t cum yet! I slide this incisor fang into the head of your cock and again that delicious velvet wine from the veins surfaces to my lips. Followed by an oozing load of cum.
… to be continued..
Snuff Porn Accomplice Cassandra
Snuff porn get you off? I love to watch it too. It is foreplay for me. I used to be the snuff starlet. I paid my dues though. This is a rough industry for young ingenues. You get chewed up and spit out alive until you either die or survive. The strong survive. I survived. Now, I help make snuff flicks. Men come to me when they have an idea for a movie. I guess you could say I am in charge of the talent. I find the snuff stars and help film the movies. I used to feel badly about it because I hated it when I was young. But I played the game. I survived. And I have earned the right to now help men with their snuff movies. I know where to find new talent too. Every city has a part of town where the new whores troll for Johns. Some are trafficked girls. Some runaways. It is where I first started as a runaway Lolita slut. Snuff directors troll down there for talent and that is what I have been doing. Make a young girl an offer she cannot refuse, and then play Russian roulette with her life. Some snuff stars die quickly, some like me survive time and time again. Like I said, the strong survive. I am strong and I am scrappy.
I picked out Troy a winner. A young redheaded girl with porcelain skin and cute little freckles. She was fresh faced like he loves. She was young like he wants. So young she still had a naturally bald pussy and barely A cup titties. She was perfect for his rape phone sex fantasies. This one survived, but barely. Like she was bloody, and in pain. Shallow breathing because Troy fucked the life out of her. But she was still breathing. I filmed him fucking her, choking her, and anally fucking her too. I dumped her battered body back where I picked her up. I put some money in her pocket, so she was compensated for her time. In the end, girls learn to survive. I did.
So You Want Me To Get Rid Of Her….
After we fucked this morning, you told me that you want me to help you get rid of your wife. My cold dark heart warmed only for the briefest of moment, my cunt throbbed at the idea. I told you that I have some friends who are criminals, black guys who need the money and would do it with enthusiasm. What I didn’t tell you was that I asked them to force fuck her first right in front of you. When I arrived with my friends, we grabbed your young step daughter and dragged her up the stairs, I ripped off her nighty to check out her worthless body. My three friends got to work pulling your wife out of bed and taking her clothes off. I jumped on top of you, pulling out your dick and jacking you slowly while they had fun with your wife. She screamed so loud when the first cock slid in her cunt, I started sucking your cock while you watched them pass her around. Helping you snuff her and make all your gang rape fantasies come true was the best gift any cold-hearted slut could ever receive.
Daddy Made Me Fuck The Chair!
When daddy got all drunk after Christmas dinner, he made me fuck his favorite chair! Daddy has made me do some fucked up things but over the weekend he made me do something I’ve never done before. Daddy made me fuck the arm of his favorite chair while he, my brother and his friends watched me. I was saying how much I hate the chair and its weird design, its an eyesore but daddy said the arm of the hair is kind of like a butt plug. He told me to take off my skirt and fuck the arm of the chair. At first, I laughed but daddy gave me a look to let me know that he would beat me if I didn’t do it, no matter how ridiculous it sounded. He told me I better make my pussy squirt; he wanted me to put on a show. I humiliated myself humping the arm of that chair, my stocking covered pussy was wet because I knew daddy would force fuck me if I squirted for his guests.