If you are going to have snuff sex, why not cum hard one last time, right? I was in this small Ohio town recently with an interesting history. Over 100 years ago, a complete city just disappeared. All the inhabitants vanished in the night. I decided to investigate. I love a good mystery. I was in the middle of the abandoned city and my car broke down. I saw an old building on the other side of a wooded area. I went through the forest to see if I could find help or a gas station. Before I made it through the clearing, I heard a voice. I almost pissed myself. There he was in front of me. A tall handsome stranger. Brooding and scary at the same time. He opened his mouth and I saw his fangs. I was mesmerized. As he told me he could not let me live, I felt a strange calm come over me. I should have been pissing my panties, screaming or running as fast as I could. But I was in a trance listening to his calm and steady voice tell me he would fuck me before draining my blood. Now, I knew what had happened to the people of this town all those years ago. No one would believe me that a vampire had killed all the residents and now lurks in the woods. Of course, I was not surviving to tell anyone either. I did not want to die, but I was helpless against a vampire in the dead of night in the middle of Podunk Ohio. He fingered my wet cunt as he sunk his teeth into the throbbing vein on my neck. As I came on his fingers, his fangs sunk into my flesh draining me of my blood. I felt my body go cold. I passed out, but I woke up. Had it been a dream? No. He spared me. Not my life, but me. He gave me internal life. I will now live with him in the middle of nowhere for eternity.
Category: Snuff sex
Snuff Sex with a Vampire
I Was Bad and Got Domination Phone Sex
I need domination phone sex. I have been a bad girl. Master had me kidnap this young girl for him. I got what he wanted. A young blonde girl not very tall, skinny, no tits and no pussy hair. Not because it is shaved but because she is at that age that hair just has not sprouted there yet. She looked like a mini me before I got plastic tits and botoxed lips. Master likes them younger than me. Tighter than me. Less experience than me. I had clear instructions, but I wanted to play with her. I told myself I was priming her for her new daddy, my master. I needed to make sure she was a virgin. Master loves popping young cherries. I was having so much fun exploring her slim young body. I explored with my tongue and my fingers. I knew master wanted her for a teen rape porn. He streams the show and makes bank when his dick comes out coated in virgin blood. I played too hard with her. I crammed too many fingers up her bald cunny, and I popped her cherry. I knew master would be livid because I fucked with his profits. My only plan was to kill her and get a new one. I was not sure I had enough time for that before master returned. I tied up my sex captive and went to the mall. I found one perfect, even better than the other little slut. By the time I got back to master’s dungeon he was home. He was not happy. He was fucking the victim I ruined. She was dead. He had choked her out. I would have died too if I did not have an even better snuff sex victim bound and gagged with me. Luckily, I thought quickly and saved my life. Master beat me still, but sense I replaced the goods I damaged with something even younger, he spared my life. Would you be so generous if I damaged your goods?
Murder Phone Sex Fantasies
I am constantly barraged with murder phone sex fantasies. I am not a people person. I hate almost everyone. I am anti-social. I have impulse disorder. I am a narcissist. I was diagnosed with a slew of disorders before I finished high school. My parents were worried about me. I take after my maternal grandfather. He was related to Ed Gein. He is the serial killer Psycho is based on. The sadistic gene skipped a generation because my mom was Suzy Homemaker. When I was being bullied at school, my mom said turn the other cheek. My grandpa, however, had a different approach. I have been killing my enemies and any fucktard that gets in my way ever since. I am also a contract killer. I even kill losers with a death wish who are too much of a pussy to off themselves. Last week, a guy found my ad on the Dark Net. He paid me through Bit Coins. I thought we were all set when he backed out. Got too scared. He told me to keep the money. Of course, I would keep the money. It would never be an option to return the money. But when I am paid, I do what I am paid for. I do not care if you get cold feet. I am like Liam Neeson. I have a particular set of skills that I have acquired over my life and those skills make me a nightmare for people like this guy. I found him and I killed him. If you pay me to kill you, I do it quickly. I am in it for the money; your death is just bonus. But if you are even more spineless or annoying than I thought, I am throwing in torture sex for free. I destroyed his body. Cut his cock off and left it in his mouth. The press is having a field day over this unsolved murder. They think it was a mob hit. No. Just a pissed off Goth girl killing.
Jezabel and Your Murder Phone Sex Fantasies
Oh the blood gushing turns me on.
Murder phone sex fantasies of a young run away who nobody would miss. She wasn’t a virgin and I already forgot her name. She was worthless and her tight body turned me on. I called you because I knew you would know how to handle her. I had lured her over with some dope and hopes of a nice hot shower and maybe a meal.
Oh the blood rushing gets me so excited.
But the shower was to make her body pristine for you and me to lick and fuck her brains out. And this street urchin would be our meal. I even went and found her boyfriend so we could slice and dice her up in front of him.
Then we cut his dick off and made it into a nice hot dog sandwich! Before we let our four legged fuck his ass. Slicing her throat and fucking watching you literally throat fuck her was the best part. I love murder and cannibalisms’ to bring in fall, a good body to roast and fill with your cream is a autumn dream! Cum play with this sadistic bitch some more baby!
Knife Play Phone Sex With a Snuff Victim
When I woke up the first thing I felt was the cold steel on my skin. You were tracing up and down my naked torso with a very big knife. I knew it was very sharp, too, just from looking at it. You told me that I should be very quiet because if I screamed, you would make sure that that was the last sound that ever came out of my whore mouth. And that’s when you revealed your reasoning for kidnapping me and tying me to this bed – you were mad that I would fuck pretty much anyone but I had turned you down.
I told you that I would be more than happy to have sex with you if you would just let me go. You said you weren’t into pity fucks and that you were going to stick your dick inside me anyway. You did and when I didn’t start screaming, you held the knife up to my throat and asked if I was scared enough to scream yet. I was and I did. If you would like to hear what happens next, just call me now for some hot and devious knife play phone sex.
Your Submissive Accomplice Phone Sex Partner: I Do Anything for Love
I think a submissive woman is the best accomplice phone sex partner you could have in my opinion. Girls like me have daddy issues. We want acceptance and we want to please. We want to please so badly, we do whatever you want, even if it is not legal. Even if it jeopardizes our lives and safety, we make those bad decisions for men like you. Marc is the kind of guy my girlfriends would avoid despite being handsome and wealthy. His dark side is dangerous, but he saw me coming a mile away. A blond bimbo with daddy issues is easily manipulated. He made me feel special and wanted, then he asked me to kidnap a young girl for him. I did it for him too. I felt special. I felt trusted. He used me and I let him. I kidnapped this young blonde girl from a community park in daylight. I took all the risk for him. I knew how much he wanted to fuck a sweet young virgin. My whore pussy cannot bring pleasure to men anymore. I am no longer tight. If I loved him, I would bring him something he could enjoy sexually. I did bring him exactly what he wanted. I thought he would be happy. He was happy, but he got what he wanted and no longer had use for me. He made me watch him fuck her tiny body for days until she was snuff sex material. If I loved him like I claimed, I had to dispose of her body so he would never go to prison for fucking and murdering a little girl. Wait. He did still need me. He needed me to get rid of the evidence and find him yet another young girl to fuck to death. I always obey you, sir. I am just grateful to be needed.
Snuff Movies Make Me Horny for a Kill
I was watching snuff movies last night and got horny. Not horny for sex. Horny for a kill. The moon was lovely last night. Magical. I drove around looking for the perfect victim. I was in the mood to pierce the flesh of a young girl. I wanted super young, but at that time of night nothing that young would be out alone without parental supervision. I settled for a young teen girl. She was hitchhiking which told me no one was missing her yet. She ran away from home after her parents banned her from seeing a much older boy at school. She told me everything as I drove her to the place where she would die. It was providence. What were the chances that a hot teen slut would be out at the dead of night in my county? I normally do not kill in my own county, but nothing tied me to this girl. She left her folks a running away letter. The police would assume she was long gone or hitched a ride with a bad man. I am an evil bitch, and no one thinks young girls go missing at the hands of a woman, not even the sickest bitch like me. I took her to my cabin in the woods. She screamed her last words there. She begged for her mother, but I told her she left her momma. She was mine now and I was in the mood for violent snuff sex. I sexually mutilated her young teen body. I stabbed her smooth cunt with a sharp knife. The sounds of her screams and the smell of her blood intoxicated me. I fucked her holes the best I could using knives, my fist and beer bottles. I would have preferred it if you were with me. She died. Bled out in my cabin in the woods, alone and scared. I would not have it any other way. Perhaps, the next time I go hunting, you would like to join me?
Snuff Sex With a Dumb Snuff Cunt
Of course, I have done snuff role-plays and that gets me off SO much, but what I really want someday is to have actual snuff sex. Yes, I know that it means I’d be dead afterward, but my God, isn’t that such a delicious way to leave this world? I mean, to a submissive whore like me, it’s the most amazingly intimate way to submit to a Master. It’s the ultimate way of giving up control and my pussy is throbbing and soaking wet right now just thinking about it. Did your cock get hard when reading this? If so, you really should call me.
I wonder how you’ll snuff me out? Of course, I have my own ideas of how I’d like it to go, but I want to know what you want, Sir. If I am fortunate, then our fantasies will line up and we will both get what we desire. Of course, what you want always comes first. I am just a lowly subbie slut and I know that’s how I’ll be treated. So whether you put your hands around my throat and choke the life of me or you choose something more bloody and violent, I’m ready to give everything to you.
Snuff Sex Fantasy Cum True
It was a snuff sex getaway. I planned it. I was going away to my cabin in the woods with a man I met in a sadistic room. Redditt has a dark fantasies room and we met there. His niece is precocious for her age. A total little slut despite being a schoolgirl still. I hatched a plan. He wanted to fuck her more than anything. He told me enough details that I was able to arrange a special surprise for him. One that would take all suspicion off him when she turned up missing. I arranged everything without his knowledge. When we arrived at the cabin, his surprise was naked and tied spread eagle to the bed. She was still passed out from the drugs I gave her. I wanted her to wake up and see her uncle. The expression on his face was priceless. The hard dick in his pants was too. I mean, if I offered you your darkest fantasy with none of the risk, would you do what you always wanted to do? Think about it. Your rape phone sex fantasies cum true. My male friend was so happy. He never asked me a single question. He just pulled his cock out and started fucking his super young niece. She bled. She cried. She got fucked. She died too. She knew him. He was rough enough on her holes that there would be no logical reason for her to have so much damage to her little pussy and ass. She would tell her folks and my friend would be public enemy number one without a doubt. I told him he did not have to be gentle because I would get rid of her little body. He fucked her for hours until his sister texted him that she was missing. While he was helping search for his niece, I was getting rid of her remains so she would never be found again. I am a great friend. I am the best accomplice phone sex partner.
Born for Snuff Movies
I want to be in snuff movies. I am a good blonde bimbo whore. I am tall too, which means more of me to hurt. I have big boobs which are great for binding with rope as well as piercing. I am a pain slut, so I will take whatever abuse you want and beg for more too. I am a dirty whore. Some men try to treat me like a goddess, but it is not what I want. It is not what I deserve either. When I met Oscar, he said he would put me in movies. He wanted me to do boring vanilla porn until I told him I was a fetish whore. I showed him what a pain slut I was and told him a bitch like me belongs in snuff porn instead. He could not agree more. He used me first. You should test the merchandise, right? He brutalized me. I looked used up once he was done, which is just the look for those darker films that make so much more money than anything you see on Porn Hub. He let the camera roll then he fucked my ass with every big object he could find. He beat me up too. I got a few fists to the face. I got a few sucker punches to my got also. What hurt the most, however, were the punches to my tits. He popped my saline bags. I now have deflated tits. He stopped hurting me after a few hours. That was too soon in my opinion because I am still breathing. He tuckered out because he is an old man. That means you must finish the job. Do you think you can pick up where he left off? I am already turning black, blue and purple. My tits are fucked up too. Just still breathing and we both know I do not deserve to be alive.