Category: Snuff sex

Snuff Porn Star Blair is Running Out of Her 9 Lives

snuff pornAs a snuff porn star, I get myself in one bad jam after another. My problem is that I take everyone at their word.  Perhaps, my problem has more to do with my love for cocaine, LOL. I want to believe what people tell me because I am desperate for coke.  Or the money to buy coke.

With my son I know he gets rough. But he gives me so much coke, and the good shit too, that I never feel it until the coke wears off. And then I just do more coke. But sometimes I answer ads in fetish and kink magazines or work with snuff directors for cash or in exchange for coke. And even though we agree to terms, they rarely adhere to them. But I keep remaining hopeful that one will. Or perhaps that’s just my desperation that is being optimistic.

Leroy and I go back a few years. And I have never had an issue with him. But this week he lit me up and almost ruined me. No safe words honored. No limits adhered to either. And now I can barely walk. I almost became a real snuff sex victim. He sent me to the ER for stitches. I told my husband I fell. I’m such a good actress, he believes every bullshit story I tell him.

I am Running Out of Lives

I signed up for a hardcore bondage photo shoot. But what I got turned out quite differently. He beat me to a pulp. Punched me in the face repeatedly. Not even my boy does that to me. He knows how valuable my sniffer is. Not sure what got into Leroy. He’s never been this violent with me. But after the last punch put a gash in my head he apologized and told me someone paid him for a violent phone sex session, and I was the only one he could think of who could handle that level of pain.

But I just barely handled that level of pain. Now I have 15 stitches in my head, a broken nose, and a few cracked ribs plus countless bruises. So, I guess I have no “safe,” supplier anymore.  And no nose to snort the coke and dull the pain. Not even my son would ruin my sniffer.

Bloody phone sex makes my snuff pussy explode

Bloody phone sex means I am soaked head to toe. I love lying tits deep in fresh blood. I feel like I will turn into a vampire, forever young and beautiful. When my clit hits warm blood, I can cum instantly. Nice and sticky, I am ready for my Master’s perverted torments. Bloody phone sex
Master usually starts by beating me with his belt until my tits are covered in bloody welts. He calls me a filthy whore and tells me to beg for more. “Louder, you worthless cumrag!” he screams as the leather bites into my flesh. “Beg me to allow you to pleasure me with your holes!”
Only when my voice is raw and bleeding does he consider me adequately punished. He unchains me and forces me to crawl to his feet, kissing and licking his combat boots. I look up at him pleadingly, tears and snot running down my face. “Please, Master, use my cunt!”
Master grabs a fistful of my filthy hair and drags me upstairs. He shoves me face-first into the mirror. “Look at yourself, you disgusting whore. What do you see?”
“Your pathetic bitch, Sir!” I sob. “A broken object for you to ruin however you wish!”
He backhands me across the face. “That’s right. Now go prepare one of the donors.”
I scramble to obey, knowing what this means. I climb into bed with a naked, unconscious man. Probably some poor slob Master drugged and brought back here to be my favorite living dildo. I wrap my cunt around his flaccid cock and start to grind, feeling him begin to swell inside me.
It’s so deliciously degrading to rape a helpless victim, to use his body for my own pleasure without his consent. I ride him harder, panting and moaning like an animal.
I’m so lost in perverse ecstasy that I barely even feel the first cut. The knife slices into my tit, and searing pain explodes through my body. I convulse and howl, cumming violently on my rape victim’s cock. My blood pours down my chest and splatters his face. I go wild and suck the blood from my Snuff sex victim.

Bloody Phone Sex Fantasies Find Inspiration in Horror Movies

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex fantasies I masturbate to often. I love the sight, the smell, the feel and taste of blood. Perhaps, I should have been a vampire. It should be no surprise that I love horror movies. I am not the rom com kind of woman. Not the romance kind either. So, no Notebook for me. Sometimes, horror movies inspire my kills.

I love Eli Roth movies for their graphic nature. And Hostel 2 might just be my favorite. For one scene too. Although I love the premise that we can buy a snuff experience, the movie resonates with me because of this one scene. A woman buys a snuff experience in the opening of the film. And she buys a young woman too. Then she suspends her above her while she lies in a metal bathtub 4 foot below her. And after she teases the kidnaped girl with a sickle, she eventually splits her open and lets her blood and entrails wash over her.

Horror Movies Like Hostel 2 Inspire My Snuff Kills

But that scene alone inspired many of my snuff sex kills. And I saw an opportunity to recreate another movie moment over the weekend. I lured this young teen girl to my place. She thought I hired her to walk my dogs not to bathe in her blood. When it comes to blood, a young girl makes the perfect victim. A young girl’s blood tastes sweeter. It took nothing to subdue her once she picked up on my sinister vibes.

I knocked her out. And she woke up naked and suspended over my also naked body. She looked like an angel flying above me. Her fear made my pussy wetter. I took my sickle and slowly sliced her open. Her blood cascaded over me like a wave. Her entrails followed. As I rubbed her bright red blood into my Goth white skin, I saw the life drain out of her. Literally drain out of her.

But I took in the experience. Savored my sadistic phone sex kill. Young virgin blood will help me age gracefully. And keep me looking like I am in my 20s still. She may not have appreciated her sacrifice, but I did. I even saved some of her blood for my morning smoothies.

Snuff sex is one the best ways to get me wet.

Snuff sex            Snuff sex is one of the best ways to get me wet. Not just once but every time. I like to get fuck a body that is no longer breathing. Now admit that you like snuffing someone out and then fucking the deceased body.

            From time to time, toying with the idea that I get to snuff you out. I will choke, suffocate, mutilate, among others are a few ways that I could off you and still get this pussy soaking fucking wet.

            Gets your cock throbbing now don’t it. Look at you already twitching. Bet you were a goth teen too. After all, the allure of the vampires and werewolves is enough to get anyone going.

            Sex with dead bodies now that is called necrophilia. That is another thing that you are dying to try out. Let’s find a younger version of you and snuff them out. Have that sex. Snuffing and sex at the same time is enough to make me cum right now.

            How about you? You ready to have the snuffing out sex and cumming in the dead body.

Torture sex, a special gift from Accomplice to Daddy

Torture sex I’ve got a special Torture sex treat in store for you today. Daddy’s favorite accomplice has gifted you the most exquisite pleasure device for our evil games. The second that wicked toy touched my tight little cunt, I knew it was destined for depraved greatness.
I lured her into my place, ate her pussy, and made her cum a bunch. You know how horny little teen sluts can be. I made her cum so much she is under my spell now and will do anything I tell her. You need those little cunts to suffer if you want to cum as hard as possible. I think we should strap her into my torture chair, Daddy. Wrists and ankles are shackled, completely exposed, and vulnerable.
Her tight little body is begging for you to paint it with bruises and welts. She is an object. Her purpose is to suffer for our orgasms. Pitch those pink nipples so hard they pop off. She looks so helpless in that chair. Now the rope is around her neck, and your cock is down her throat. Should we turn this into a Snuff sex game? Make the bitch drown in your cum!

 

Cannibalism Phone Sex is The Best Way To Control Populations

Cannibalism phone sex is a way of control. As a rambunctious filthy slut I was invited to a murder session. This was an event like a slave auction. Where the invitees where put up to auction. Yes, I was sold as a side of meat.

With my ass and tits on display the bidders got their chance to grope at my body like they would a cattle for their slaughter. In fact in this new world of over population excess becomes cattle.

Once I was purchased the got to enjoy me any way he wanted. His first thing was to fuck my ass. This gentleman did not want pussy, he only wanted my plump rump roast to tenderize with a hardcore ass fucking. Once he marinated my anus hole with his sperm he was ready to feed.

As I lay there with my ass in the air the big knife went into my flesh and sliced it like the Sunday Ham. My screams were stifled by a pair of sperm filled severed balls in my mouth. Like an apple in a pig. As my ass got sliced I bit down to a squirting of intoxicating sperm in my mouth.

 

 Cannibalism Phone Sex

Breasts of Pleasure, Breasts of Pain

Violent phone sex Hey there, my depraved little sluts, looking for a wicked thrill? Let me paint a picture so fucked up, so hot, you’ll be dripping with desire. I’m talking about the ultimate snuff fantasy, where my perfect tits become instruments of pleasure and destruction.

Imagine a sweet, innocent Brat, cute as a button, and me, ready to corrupt her innocence. I’d start by letting you play with these glorious breasts, letting you suck and lick, while I moan with pleasure. But then, the game changes, and I wrap my tits around her, tight enough to suffocate, my voice soothing her fears. As she struggles, you take me from behind, pounding my pussy like a beast. She screams into my flesh, her desperate cries muffled by my bosom. The harder you fuck me, the tighter I squeeze, feeling her life slip away. Her arms flail, then go limp, as she breathes her last breath against my skin.

And in that moment, you cum, thrusting your load deep inside me, collapsing next to her lifeless body. A perfect ending to a perfect Saturday. ????????????

I Think I Like It Here

Fantasy phone sex Fantasy phone sex, My newest foster family seems to be kind of cool, the mom is really nice to me but she works a lot, my new brother is always checking me out but I understand he is a growing boy with a new sexy teen sister in the house , I think he comes in my room and steals my dirty panties out the hamper, he probably smells them while he jerks off to my pictures, My new dad is kind of flirty he is an attractive mexican younger man , he is about twelve years older than I but twenty years younger than my new mom. Anyway he is always staring at me and making comments about my appearance and outfits I wear, tonight I was in the kitchen getting a drink and here he comes in only his boxers, I saw his big brown dick and it has to be one of the biggest I have ever seen, it almost comes to his knees, I couldnt help but stare as he stroked it right in the kitchen in front of me, I didnt realize my nipples started to get hard until he reached out and started twisting them and i was moaning with pleasure as I stroked that big brown dick, He bent me over the kitchen counter and slid it deep in my dripping wet pussy, hammering into me with his fingers shoved up my tight asshole, I came almost instantly, he whispered in my ear Beg for this dick and I did just that because the last thing I want is for him to stop fucking me, I can tell this might be the family for me.

Blasphemy sex wrecks her hole and gives us power

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex is more than a fantastic orgasm. It floods you with power, a hot lust for blood, and the honor to do the Dark Lord’s bidding. This is not a game but a special ritual where the blood of an innocent is spilled. The intoxicating scent of fear fills the room. This little cunt I picked up off the streets knows what’s coming. I guide your dick inside her bald little lips, and you drill your dick so hard into her she soaks you with blood.
You, like a predator stalking its prey, pulled out and gave the dumb little slut a false sense of hope. “Shh… it’s ok, sweetie.” You say as you grin at me, and then, with one swift motion, you thrust yourself deep inside her asshole. I loved silencing her screams with my wet pussy. I made sure to push out the cum shot you put in earlier. Drowning her out with my cunt and your endless thrusting engorged my clit. I had to hold it until you were ready.
I could see Satan’s hand guiding your hand around her throat. You fucking her hard and harder made brought my pussy to the brink. You looked so sexy squeezing that little bitch’s neck. The more sadistic the Torture sex, the greater our reward from our Master. And then, that loud snap of her neck, we both exploded.

Cannibalism phone sex whores get roasted slowly

Cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex whore. Signed her body and soul over to a powerful Master. He is a sick and twisted individual with no limits to his cruelty. He branded me as his personal fucktoy slut, his unending entertainment. So here I am, tied to this spit rod, slowly being turned over a low fire.
With each turn, he laughs to himself. Pokes my skin and says, “Almost tender!” I didn’t know if he was really going to cook me over the flames at this point. Master takes a perverse joy in letting me wonder what my fate will be.
Alas, I did not die. I only wish I had. He had me stuck on that spit for hours. Most of the time, I was a good Torture sex slave. But in the last hour, I could smell my flesh, smokey, sweet, and I could imagine it so juicy. I was so hungry and tired I cried out. I just wanted a little bit, but he denied me. Instead, he made me choke on his rod while he took a little taste.