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.
Category: Snuff sex
Castration Phone Sex is My Favorite Pastime
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!
Teen Rape Porn Satanic Deliciousness
Hunting for victims for the hottest snufftastic teen rape porn is a hot fucking time. These teen whores are so extremely easy to spot. Selfie taking idiots trying to win Instagram model of the year. Willing to bare it all. It’s so fucking pathetic.
However, this is so god damned easy. Approach a little whore and her friend phones in their face and playing kissy face. I walk to them scope them out like a wolf circling it’s prey. Make them uneasy… but then immediately tell them I think they would be great for the “art film I am making”. You two wanna be stars? It’s so edgy and cool, and your following will sky rocket. Stars in their eyes they follow.
Luring these little cunts is so easy with the promise of attention. Oh will they get attention! Take them to the cam room and have them modeling some lacey lingerie. I tell them who does the best will win… reality… they both lose. Their lives!
Get them comfortable and drug them a little. The knives come out and the pervert of the moment enters. The pervert of the moment refers to the paying client I hunt for. He then get’s his way with the slutmeat.
I will coax, and assist as you fulfill those dark deranged desires. In most cases I will sit back and get myself off watching that slutmeat get violated and destroyed.
You’re Ready for a Bit of Gun Play
No, please! Don’t do this!
I am laying down, helpless and beaten. You have already fantasy raped me as well as let your hired help fuck my throat and my ass. You have punched me in the face repeatedly, working downwards to my feet. I can barely move my body. You and your friend throat fucked me so hard that I can barely speak. So, you are not surprised when you bring a gun to my face and a faint scream escapes my lips. You caress my face with the gun, my heart beating faster and faster as you move it towards my legs. I brace myself for the inevitable bang until you start fucking my pussy with the barrel of the gun.
This felt like a cold, hard cock pounding the shit out of my already bruised pussy. I could barely take the feeling, and tried to escape you. At this point, you realize I must be better than I thought, so you shoot me in my pussy. I scream at the top of my lungs! How could you do this? You watch as the blood spurts out of the part formerly known as my pussy. You shove your gun down my throat, making me taste my own pussy juices and gun residue before you finally shoot me in the mouth, watching the blood gush from the hole in my face.
Highschool Girl Murder phone sex Fantasies
Murder phone sex Fantasies drive me to the darkest places imaginable. Some girls in High School used to tell me that I was a Goth girl poser. That I only brought up dark and bloody shit as shock value. In their pretty little cheerleader minds, No one could possibly be as dark as I am. Normally I don’t care what a preppy little bitch with an attuite has to say. But There was a point when one of those bitches went too far.
My teenage hormones tend to make me unstable, especially when dealing with brain-dead pretty girls. I never wanted any of their men, Daddies were the exception. And Trust me I had fucked a couple during my school years. Older men have always attracted me, and the most suburban upstanding men can be the nastiest vile mother fuckers around. A lesson I learned early in life.
Now let’s get Back To this royal bitch Constance. A total super nerd who thought she was better than anyone in the whole school. She had the looks, her family had money and she was about as mean a mean girl as they come. She was always gloating about her wealth and brains and really hated me. I was different, shy, and a bean pole. Still a couple of years away from being the bloody phone sex bitch that you love to accompany you on cum adventures.
High school Murder phone sex Fantasies
I remember many nights I would envision myself slicing her throat after dismembering her slowly while she was alive. Somehow I wanted to keep her alive while I put her through the worse agony possible. Me murdering her was two years of spank bank material that only got darker as time went on. I never worked out the details But I still get hot thinking about killing her. These fantasies only increased when I learned that stupid whore had gotten knocked up. Oh, how this really ramps up my snuff sex drive. I think Now is the time to kidnap her and force her into a bloody evil birth with a couple of accomplices at the helm! What do you think should we?
Fantasy Phone Sex Lets Us Explore Our Darker Desires
Fantasy phone sex is just that. Fantasy. Never feel guilty about your darker fantasies. I have an active imagination. The bloodier and gorier a fantasy is, the wetter my cunt becomes. This guy I am seeing calls me his gore whore. I am one too. I do not know how I got like this, but I guess my violent past as a slave and my love for horror movies helped create this gore whore. My man and I were watching some snuff flicks over the weekend. One of them was very violent. Lots of blood and gore. Those are aphrodisiacs for me. I was horny as fuck and wanted to have snuff sex. We fucked while images of bloody dismembered girls flashed on the screen. I wanted the real thing. Not just snuff fantasy. My man recognized the hunger in my eyes. A hunger that his massive cock could not quench alone. We went hunting. He likes to fuck and hurt young girls. Before we met, I knew who he was. I had been warned many times to stay away from him or he would take me down a rabbit hole of darkness. I was a moth to his flame because I never mind falling down a rabbit hole of darkness. He is the best fuck of my life because he is so sadistic and sick. His mind matches mine. We found a barely legal drunk girl. Gave her a ride. She was too drunk to realize we were not her Uber. We drove her to his place. She thought we were going to have a kinky threesome. We did, just not the kind she was thinking. I slit her throat as my man fucked the life out of her. Her bright red blood cascaded over her big tits and down to her shaved cunt. Her blood became lube for my man’s hard cock. He kept fucking her after most of her blood had run out of her body. She was lifeless, but he kept fucking her. Sex with dead bodied is his thing and I love to be a part of it because I am his gore whore.
Accomplice Phone Sex
I get jealous when I have to share daddy’s dick. When I walked in on you with my sister, I got so upset. My pussy gets so wet when I watch your cock penetrate another tight little pussy, but I want it to be me. Hearing my twin sister cry while you fucked her upset me… she can’t take a dick like I can. She can’t take it up the ass like I can either. I didn’t want mommy to hear so while you were fucking her good and deep, I strangled her to keep her quiet. Watching her wide eyes fill with tears and fright while you pounded her made my clit throb. I could feel her pulse get fainter and fainter as you violently pumped inside her. When you came as she let out her last breath, I couldn’t help but sit my wet pussy on her face and cum on her lifeless lips while she was still warm. It felt so fucking good. I also enjoyed eating the creampie out of her tight cunt as her body temperature started to cool as well, before you rolled her over and fucked her virgin asshole before rigor mortis set in. I love being daddy’s accomplice!
Snuff Sex is All I am Good For According to My Stepson
Snuff sex is all I am good for. That is what I hear from countless men, even my stepson. I have a duo life. I am the soccer mom with two teenage boys. I have a loving husband and I have the perfect suburban life hauling boys around in a mom van. The other side of me, is a hot mess. I am addicted to coke. I keep my coke escapes a secret. Well, not a well kept secret because my stepson knows and has been black mailing me for years. I have become his cash cow. I am not a fan of his, but I am a fan of his coke. I do what he tells me, and when he says jump, I smile and ask how high. What is my alternative? Be homeless, divorced and lose custody of my boys? I would rather endure my stepsons snuff movies than that. He summoned me last night. He needed money again. Why get a job when you have a whore stepmom you can make do anything for you. That is always what he says to me. He wanted to stream a rough sex video last night. He has 1000s of followers who love to watch him abuse his red-headed step mommy. He abuses me too. Last night, he was all about my ass. I have been his anal whore before, but he went all out this time. He gaped my ass first with his fist. The bitcoin sounds were overwhelming to me. Guys were tipping him from the get-go to torture me. Once he loosened my asshole up, he put a speculum inside my ass and cranked it open like I was an ass rape porn star. He then pissed in my gaped hole. He spit in it too, even squirted Icy Hot in my shit box. That made me yelp in pain and cry. He is a sick man who will do anything for his viewers and nothing for his step mommy. Well, I did get coke out of it, but I am still sitting on an inner tube today.
Accomplice Phone Sex Brings You Fresh, Young Meat to Fuck
Accomplice phone sex is my new gig, but guys still call to abuse me. I get that. I am a blonde bimbo sex doll, but I am almost 40 now. Hard to believe. Still seems like yesterday that my father and his friends were gang banging my fuck holes before school. I have not seen my dad in over 20 years. More like 25 years because I ran away as a teenager. I have paid my dues being a submissive whore for men. It is someone else’s turn now. I can be useful to you still. I can bring you something much younger, far less willing and even tighter than me. I found myself in a situation over the weekend that I was not sure how to get out of, so I made him a deal. I told him he could make a teen rape porn instead of a snuff flick if he let me go. It took some convincing, but we stuck a deal. I brought him something fresher, cuter and way tighter. I snatched up the first cute girl I saw and brought her too him. I was not dying. Not that day at least.
He was very happy with my replacement. She was everything I promised and more. Young, tight, fresh-faced, innocent and scared to death. This guy is like most of my callers. He wants something not willing. You need an innocent schoolgirl for that, not a seasoned snuff whore like me. I helped him get her clothes off to expose her bald cunt and flat tits. She had a youthful body. The kind of body most of my taboo phone sex callers crave. It was her or me. When you are in survival mode, you do not care that you gave a young girl a death sentence. I watched as he fucked her raw. I even watched him snuff her. All I could think was better her than me.



















