Category: Snuff sex

Snuff Movies Got Me To Have Sex With Dead Bodies

When I was younger Goth teen, I had a big crush on one of my friends in the neighborhood. He was the first one to show me my favorite Snuff movies. He would point out all the Snuff sex that was going on, which turned me on so much. I never told him that my cunt would get wet or that I had a crush on him. He started doing a lot of drugs and would leave late night and come back looking like he had been having rough sex. I waited until I thought he was finally asleep to sneak into his house. When I got to his room, he was laying naked on his bed, he wasn’t moving.

Snuff movies

I freaked out and didn’t know what to do. I cried and dropped my head to his chest. My biggest crush wasn’t breathing and all that ran through my head was how much i always wanted to fuck him and taste his cock in my mouth. I could feel his body was still warm and it looked like he was just sleeping. I kissed him on the lips, and I felt a rush hit my body. I ran my hands down to his cock and stroked it as I kissed his warm corpse. My pussy was so wet from the thought of finally kissing my crush, even with his cock soft it was big, and I slid my panties off and got on top of him. I rubbed my wet cunt right on his big limp dick, using it to make my clitty feel good. I could feel his body getting colder and stiffer with every bounce of my pussy. Then it happened I bit his lip, and I started squirting all over him. I didn’t know what to do so I couldn’t call the cops I had broken in. so i just left the next morning and they found his body. That morning I found out 6

Demonically Evil Phone Sex

Evil phone sex

Freaks call me up for evil phone sex because I really let my dark side out, and when I open the floodgates, the torrents of damnation and despair that flow out of me let them tap into their most wretched, vile selves, too.  They say misery loves company.  One fucked up, fright filled call with me and I’m sure you’ll agree.

I don’t just juice your junk while we dream about degrading some street whore before decapitating her and using all of the shit that drains out of her head as lube or talk you through taking some poor, helpless teen out to the middle of nowhere and torturing her before I make you fuck her until you split her in two.  Cool conversation, and all, but I go much, much deeper than that.

I’m in your loins before you even call, I get into your head within minutes of speaking with you and I infest your soul as I take you down avenues of abuse, onto various pathways of punishment and down dark alleyways of anguish and agony.  Once you feel my dark presence way down in your gut, you’ll never be the same.

There will be pain, there will be tears, there will be blood, there will be cum.  I’m going to exploit every bit of torment and sorrow your pathetic soul has ever experienced.  If you caused someone any grief or suffering, I’ll know.  If someone berated or beat you and made you feel empty inside, I’m gonna find out.  My dark side will drag whatever it is that makes you sick in the head out of you, and when it does, I’m going to make you blow your load all over it.  Sadistic phone sex doesn’t even begin to cut it.  Phone fucking with me is downright demonic.

 

Torture Sex Can Go too Far Even for a Seasoned Pain Slut Like Me

torture sexTorture sex is always profitable. Not always enjoyable for me, but if I can withstand the pain, I can make bank or at least have enough to score some blow. The cost of coke has skyrocketed. There are less dealers around too, so I must go to the ones I use to avoid like the plague. Beggars cannot be choosers. I go to whoever has coke and do whatever that person wants.  Marc wanted to abuse me first on film. He told me that he had some guys who pay to see women abused. I am not talking about slapping me around or rough sex. I mean electrocution, cutting my flesh, penetration with large objects and strangulation kind of torture. It was worse than snuff sex. I mean this guy was getting off on really hurting me. He was directing his assistant to do the bodily harm. He was my costar I guess and the asshole who had the coke was the director. I was struggling to keep up with everything that was being done to me. I could smell my burning flesh. I did not like it one bit. My nipples were smoldering from electrocution. My throat was restricting from the strangulation. I think he collapsed part of my trachea because I was making a weird whistling sound out of my mouth and my neck was black, blue and purple. I had cuts all over my body that were bleeding at a steady rate. I think my nose was broken. Pretty certain, I have some kidney bruising from the sucker punches too. I am a masochist. I love pain, but this was way over my threshold. I puked on camera. I pissed myself and I was crying. I begged to be released. Said fuck the coke. And for me to do that it was way too much torture phone sex pain. He did not listen to me. He just kept torturing me until I passed out. I woke up naked on the floor with a bag of coke beside me. I had to lay there all night before I had the strength to even do a line.

Snuff Sex Accomplice Cassandra Wants to Help You with Your Rape Fantasies

snuff sexSnuff sex is the bulk of my calls. Just now, so many more guys are coming to me to help them kill others. It feels good to be the accomplice and not the victim. The first couple times I had to lure precious angels to their demise and abuse for my master, sucked. I was consumed with guilt. I never wanted to make young girls go through what I did. The abuse and pain was a lot for a young girl. But I came to understand that it was a survival of the fittest world. I told myself I was doing it so I would not die. I bought my freedom one little girl at a time. 100 little girls I lured to my master for his snuff and rape phone sex fantasies. They came from all over the state. Different ages and races, but all young and now all dead or missing. After being the accomplice in 100 deaths, you thicken up quickly. I am such a murderous whore now. Better them than me is my motto. I am a pro now. I know how to lure little ones away. I have easy access to them through this babysitter app. It is amazing how many folks do not vet the people they let into their homes to watch their precious cargo. I am a chameleon. A fake ID, and black hair dye, changes my appearance enough that I can get away with murder and kidnapping. Why am I sharing this with with you? Because I want to be your accomplice phone sex partner. I know the thoughts of men. The more wicked thoughts men have are the ones I like to cater to. I can make your fantasies seem real because I have real experience in the brat napping world. So, who can we kidnap and fuck up today? Daughter? Niece? Little girl next door?  The possibilities are endless.

My Ultimate Gang Rape Fantasy!

Rape Phone Sex FantasiesAll the abuse I’ve taken from daddy has made me a real gang rape fantasy whore! The only thing I think about when daddy isn’t beating me is getting dressed up like a slut and getting myself violated. I would go to my nearest college campus and get way too drunk at a frat party, I’d pretend to be passed out with my legs wide open in the nearest bedroom. My dream is to wake up with a room full of hot and horny fraternity brothers all with their cocks out. I’ll pretend to be scared and beg them to let me go but deep down my pussy would be pounding in excitement. I’d be slippery wet by the time I took that first cock; it would feel so amazing to cum on that force fucking cock while my other holes are being prodded open. I’d begin to squirt once they stuffed that third or fourth cock in me, I’d be cumming so hard their cocks would start shooting load after load into my cunt and ass. Of course, I’d want my tits and face covered in cum too, I’d be the best gang rape fantasy victim they’d ever had!

snuff sex is all i get

snuff sex

My boyfriend loves to try new toys on me. Usually, they end up with me having excruciating pains. I never had a clue that I would end up with a man who loves snuff sex. It wasn’t my plan to stay with him, and once he proved to me that h had a special bond with pain-inflicting toys, I thought I’d be done with him. The joke was on me because I found my body craving the pain instead of stopping it. It’s like it fed a part of me that was deep inside hidden. Who knew that pain and torture were what I wanted more than anything? I feel pain from being with someone who enjoys snuff like no other.

My Favorite Accomplice Game!

Accomplice Phone Sex What makes me the best accomplice for your violent fantasies? I have a real lust for torture! Not just bringing pain and misery by slow physical pain, I love the long game of emotional torture as well. One of my favorite games to play is where I make friends with a much younger girl of your choosing. I bump into her, we start talking and boom, we bond and a friendship forms… I learn all her little secrets, gain her trust and even get her to start doing little things I tell her to do, like wearing sexy panties and smoking pot. Once you decide the time is right, we kidnap her together and bring her to our torture chamber. When she realizes she is going to be our victim and it was her new bestie who set it all up… the betrayal is almost as sweet as the kill! Almost…

 Snuff Sex Fuck Bimbo Geneva

Bimbo sluts like me are really one of those dime a dozen sort of things. Honestly this makes for perfect snuff sex situations. All of us Instagram sluts whoring ourselves with selfies and duck lips. I can’t help it I live to have a body that men want to tear up.

Oh, I am not speaking lightly about tear up either, fuck I mean this pretty damned literally. I have silicone titties, a Botox face and a cunt that get destroyed and resewn regularly. This is my life as a pain slut and worthless cunt whore. Many guys know how to put me in my place and I bet you do as well.

The other night I was just getting a lift ride and ended up in the middle of a gangbang with the lyft driver’s thug friends. They try to grab the hot sluts when they request and take up to a crack house. I was shot up with heroine and used recklessly my a dozen big cocks. This is what happens to me even when I try to play it safe. I’m a fuck whore disposable cunt.

Snuff sex

Bondage Phone Sex Can Be Torture When You are a Druggy Whore

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex can get dark with a woman like me. I like danger. I am a pain slut. I act like I do not know what I am getting into sometimes, but I usually do. I knew when I went to Darren for coke, it was not going to be a simple trade. He is not really the fuck her gently kind of guy. He is a pure sadist. He likes to inflict pain, but he likes to inflict it on willing women. He has this idea in his head that it is much hotter when the woman is so desperate for something that she will willingly go along with whatever torture sex ideas he has in his head. When I showed up at his door, he got this devilish grin. According to him, I am the best pain whore around. He thinks I make him up his game. It is not that he cannot hurt me. I am just such a seasoned pain slut that I can hide the pain well. I need to stop doing that because it makes men like Darren try that much harder to break me. He broke me last night. He really had upped his game. He took me to his basement. He had the big bag of coke in eyesight to keep me focused. He tied me up, so I was slightly suspended in the air. He had ropes and pullies. Being bound tight is not an issue for me. The electric shock he added to the bondage was what put me over my own pain threshold. He was shocking my tits and my clit at the same time, each time increasing the voltage until I could smell my flesh burning. I pissed myself, even shit myself when he shocked my ass. It was close to snuff sex, but I survived. Survived to get my bag of coke. I will see him again, no doubt because I am a druggy pain whore.

Snuff Porn Saturday Nights with a Sadistic Bitch

snuff pornSaturday nights are for snuff porn. Well, with me, any night is. I will kill anyone any night of the week. But Saturday nights are prime hunting nights. Now that colleges are back in session, you can count on some annoying drunk coeds to piss me off enough that I must kill them. It is really community service when you think about it. I hate cock teases and there are no better cock teases than coeds. I was not in the mood to be fucked with last night. But this one blonde sorority cunt was all up in my face in a Goth bar. She did not belong. She was drunk and stumbled in trying to get guys to buy her booze. She was being a drunk bitch and the guys in the club were not into sorority girls. She assumed I was gay and was like you can buy me drinks and I will let you eat my pussy. Nope. I was not having anything to do with her and it was pissing her off. When she got in my face and told me I should be so lucky to eat her pussy, I had killer phone sex impulses right then. I kept my shit together until closing time. I followed her drunk ass until she stumbled into the park trying to cut through to the nearby campus was my guess. I had my knife with me because I always have it with me. I could make it look like a sexual assault or a robbery. I shanked the bitch. I made it quick because I did not plan this one out well enough to torture her for hours. I stabbed her in the right place to kill her with a slow bleed out. She fell to the ground paralyzed from the pain and bled out. I took her purse to make it look like a robbery. It was all over the news this morning, but it will just be another random act of violence to go unsolved. Nothing random about snuff sex for me. I kill the bitches who deserve to die.