Category: Snuff sex

Snuff Sex Pain Slut

snuff sexSnuff sex pain slut is the only way I feel worthy and alive. It’s been an exciting journey since the accident. I sometimes wonder what it would be like to have a leg amputated. After watching Crash I can’t help but love the idea of fucking in a car speeding down a highway and getting in a wreck as things got hotter and heavier. I wonder what it would be like to cum as the hard cold steel collides jolting our existence into that zero space. You know, not quite dead but hanging on the thread of being resuscitated. I want to feel that seed pump explosively inside of my as that corner of steel punctures my flesh. The glass battering me as the body of a pedestrian slams against the windshield. I want to know how hard I would cum in that instance of piercing pain and shock. It’s one of the hottest fantasies. I am also thinking how hot it would be to awaken and find out my leg was crushed and they had to amputate it. I want to be awake as they saw through the bone and flesh. I am rubbing my cunt furiously over this.

Torture sex doll Stephanie

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Tonight I gave my master the perfect gift. I snatched up a tiny little whore for him to use a torture sex slut. He’s had his eye on a cute little brat, still small enough to believe in the magic of the season. She would make the perfect gift for him to use and destroy. I knew it wouldn’t be hard to get her to come with me. I waited until her mommy and daddy put her to bed before I tapped on her window softly. She didn’t even question me when I told her that I was Santa’s helper and she needed to come with me. Once I had her in the van, it was a done deal. I drove her to our warehouse in the middle of nowhere and presented my master with his gift. He had such a wild time breaking her in and mutilating her tiny body. Master had me whip her tiny thighs until her flesh was peeling and bleeding. He poured his bottle of vodka all over her bleeding welts. She tried to open her mouth to scream but he shoved his cock deep down her throat. I wrapped my hands around her little throat and squeezed his hard dick while she gagged and choked. He ripped every one of her tiny holes open and filled them with cum and piss. I helped him strangle her with her little panties and snuff the little slut out once he was finished with her. I had just enough time to toss her off of the bridge into the river on my way home.

Ass Rape Porn Because I Like it Rough

ass rape pornAss rape porn stars stay busy, even the week of Christmas. Something about the holidays makes men want to fuck my ass hard. Fist it even. I met up with Tyler last night. He is a Tinder hookup. Pretty boring guy compared to most men, but I get beaten and abused so much, boring is nice sometimes, even for a pain slut. Tyler showed up high last night. I thought he was too strait laced to party. He had been at a party before giving me a late night booty call. He did coke for the first time. I could tell his demeanor was all different. He was assertive and aggressive. It was like coke changed him from Mr. Hyde, to Dr. Jekyll. I was kind of digging it actually. I mean he pushed me against the wall, ripped off my panties and shoved a bunch of fingers up my pussy. He put his forearm against my throat restricting my air flow. My pussy was as wet as it has ever been with him. He noticed too. “You like it rough, Cassie, he asked?” I just whimpered and nodded my head. He pulled his cock out and pushed me by my shoulders to the floor. Skull fucking me, he called me names and grabbed my tits like you grab a bull by the horns. I was still dripping wet. He could have killed me and had snuff sex after the fact and I would have been just as wet. Instead of killing me, he ordered me on all fours like a dog in heat. That is when he rammed his dick in my asshole unlubricated. I was cumming so hard, harder than I had before. That is because as much as I say I want vanilla sex, I am just a taboo bitch who likes it rough.

Killer Phone Sex with Santa Claus

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies come true for Christmas with me as your accomplice. I hate Christmas. As far as I am concern, all the little ones are naughty boys and girls. I like to break into the house of little scamps and destroy Christmas. Knock down the tree, destroy the presents and eat the cookies. I do love this time of year, however. Twelve Kills of Christmas. Brats mostly. I have an accomplice I work with who poses as a mall Santa. He is a Bad Santa. He gets info out of the cute little girls because dumb young cunts trust Santa Claus. Bob is more like Satan Claus. He brings me the intel on his favorites. I case their house, stalk them for a few days and use the info they told Santa to lure them to my kill shack. Dumb cunts believe I am one of Santa’s helper’s and that what they asked him for is waiting for them in a cabin in the woods. I took these twins to my kill shack over the weekend. It has been Bob’s fantasy forever to force fuck and kill little blonde twins. I told them the puppy they wanted was waiting in the woods for them in Santa’s workshop. My god these cunts believe anything. Anyway, Satan Claus was ready for the cunts. When we got to the cabin, Bob was in costume. He explored his rape phone sex fantasies dressed as Santa. Pretty sick, right? I was turned on. I had to help. I sat on one brat while he fucked the other one. Tiny enough that she could not get away from my weight on her body. These little dumb brats screamed a lot. They had some fight in them too. Bob shredded their pink holes. Turned them into prolapsed bloody messes. I killed them for him. His DNA was in them and on them. Plus, they knew the mall Santa was their attacker. I had to protect Santa Claus, right? They became coyote food. No one will ever know what happened to those twin sluts but me and Santa Claus.

Mommy Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesEvery woman has rape phone sex fantasies, but I am not every woman. I have darker than normal fantasies. I have a phone son who loves to explore mommy’s dark desires. We party together. I think that may be the root of all my evil. I am a coke whore. Mommy needs her medicine. And that need makes her do all sorts of wicked things. This phone son of mine exploits my addiction for his own financial and personal gain. Last week, my son paid me a visit. He knew I was desperate for a fix. This pandemic has hurt my finances and my access to coke. My son always has coke for his mommy whore, but it comes at a cost. I had to star in one of his little snuff sex live streams. I love my son. I know he has my back. That is why he only hits me from the front. He gives me coke to lessen the pain. I need it too because his audience is sending money for punches and smacks. They want to see my head banged against a wall. They want to see large items inserted into my fuck holes. They want to see me punched in the face. Spiral fractures, broken noses, busted lips and bruised skin is what they are paying for. I am just here to help my son and get my coke. My son was in a holly jolly mood too. Punches, kicks, slaps, burns, chokes…whatever his viewers wanted they got for Bitcoins of course. My son is sadistic. He gets off on torture sex. He always saves the most sadistic stuff for his own pleasure like fucking my pee hole while putting a plastic bag over my head, so I suffocate on camera. He comes close to killing me every time, but luckily, he does not. I think he knows how fun it is too abuse mommy over and over again.

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You all get so excited to see Santa this time of the year but you wouldn’t be so happy if you knew his dark secret. Santa every year when he is done delivering gifts to all the brats in the world will make another trip and have sex with dead bodies. Now he won’t do it to all bodies just those of young women that have died recently. He is able to dabble in the black magic as well as white. I was one of the victims last year. I had come home and got in between my boyfriend and the tv and he killed me for it. Early on Christmas morning I was brought back to life enough for Jolly Old St. Nick to have his way with my body. He ripped off what was left of my dress and then spit onto my old dry pussy. He rubbed it in and with his magical tough my cunt was running over. He then took his giant candy cane and shoved it all the way in on the first go. My nerve endings were gone and so I didn’t feel any pain but I did moan out load at being so full. I was getting into being a good fuck again when he decided that he wanted my mouth. His cock was delicious and it wasn’t too long before he shot his yummy egg nog down my throat. A short time later I was back in the ground and cooling off. I wonder if he will remember me, I need a good fucking again.

Castration Phone Sex Fun

castration phone sexCastration phone sex will always be a favorite of mine. When I do real time castrations, I use an old electric chair my grandpa gave me. Its from the 50s and 60s. Several men died in that chair. I have refurbished it to turn it into a castration chair. I added a plank between the legs with a hole to separate the balls from the dick. All the original leather straps hold the arms, head and legs down. I will not lie, castration hurts. I can do it the humane way like you do with sheep, or I can do it the inhumane way, which is more fun. Well, more fun for me at least. I like inflicting pain. I castrate two types of men. There are willing victims. Pathetic yes, but either it is a mercy job or a paid job. Guys like that get the humane castration. That includes a castration band to restrict the blow flow which slows bleeding and makes for less of a scar. For men in this category, I numb the area first; I use a soldering iron to seal the wound and I use a clean blade. The other kind of men I castrate are just tools and pricks. They are lucky they do not get snuff sex. I loathe them and I do not care if they bleed out. I give no anesthetic. I often use a rusty blade. And sometimes, I take the entire dick too. They will have a nasty scar. What determines the type of castration you receive is you. Nice men who just happened to be cursed with small dicks or men who want to pay me to take the family jewels, get treated with compassion. Assholes, tools, misogynists and dudes who try to force themselves on women, do not. So. Do you want me to castrate you gently or do I just need to rip your worthless nuggets off with my bare hands or a rusty blade?

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If I were to be killed, I want my killer to rape me first. At least I go out feeling pleasure with the fucking pain. Suffocate me with your huge cock and don’t pull it out even when I try to fight you. Gag me with that cock and treat me like that trash whore I am. Rub my spit and tears all over my fucking face while I try helplessly to catch my breath before you shove your cock in my throat again. This is what my body was meant to be used for, endure your cock and your wrath. Whip me and slap me relentlessly while I beg you to stop, press the blade of your knife close against my neck and tell me to shut the fuck up and take your cock. Mmmmm, yes, that’s it. It’s like lust and fear at the same time. Your cock is like my last meal, so I guess I’d better enjoy it.

Domination Phone Sex
As you tied me up with my hands above my head and my thighs forced open, my pussy drips with anticipation. At this point, I’m your little whore slave, here to please your cock until you decide you’re ready to get rid of my body. You fist my cunt before fucking me, making me cum and squirt all over you. I’m not supposed to be enjoying this like I am, so you decide to punish me. As you thrust your cock inside my wet pussy, you take your blade and slice me up my stomach, leaving me screaming in agony as you fuck the shit out of my pussy. I bleeding all over your cock and don’t know whether to cry to moan. “Take it bitch!” you yell at me. I do.
You wrap your hands around my neck as you begin to bang my pussy harder and faster. I’m no longer moaning as I’m struggling to breathe, but instead of you loosening your grip, you grip tighter. This is my last fuck, I can tell, it’s way more brutal than the other times. I get a small break of air as you remove one hand to roughly slap my titties and face. That revives me for a split second. I look you in your eyes as you tell me “you’re such a pretty whore,” as you bury your cock deeper in me and stab my side. At this point, I know exactly how this fuck fest is going to end… With you cumming all over my cold, dead body.

Snuff Whore For Snuff Sex

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If you know me at all, you know that I’m quite the dirty little snuff whore for snuff sex. There’s just something so satisfying about it. Sometimes I do like the submissive nature of it and I like it when the life is drained right out of me. But even more than that, I love it when I get calls from pervs who want me to be their accomplice. Do you know how much fun it is to talk about exactly how we’d pluck a girl in broad daylight? We will discuss what we’d do to her once we got her home. You might be curious about what it will be. Spoiler alert: it’s not going to end well for her. See, in my devious fantasy, we’re going to do things to her that we don’t want anyone else to know about. Things that hurt. Things that will make her cry out and beg for us to stop. And if we let her go after that, she’s going to run straight to someone she trusts and tell them everything. So, my partner in crime and I have to do away with her. I’m not sure what we’ll do to her yet, though. Maybe you can call and help me figure it out!

Mommy’s Basement Dwelling Loser

Nothing starts my day off fucked up like some asshat dipshit thinking he can spam me and attempt to hack my shit. Useless geekwad was fucked since I have a fetish for forensics and boyfriends that are real hardcore hackers. You think the Matrix hackers were the shit. Fuck that my guys have been recruited by secret services and shit I can’t talk about. These are the kinds I keep around me at all times. Even though my boyfriend is a Mortician doesn’t mean I don’t have slaves that serve me in other ways. They love being dominated by a sadistic cunt like me and I love the help they give me and the money.

The thing is, when someone tries to pull shit on me, I am sharpening my blades, polishing my boots and fixing up the perfect cocktail. During this time I am also putting a trace on his ip and pinging it. I find that he is using some kind of public service internet and realize he just hacked into a library and I wait to see that he is a pencil dick loser sitting in mommy’s car and changing ips logging into networks in the area. I quickly spoiled his plans. I showed up at his place after midnight. I saw the basement light on and went in the back door. These types always have an unlocked back door because they are always sneaking outside to smoke. I got him where I wanted him. Scared jerking it to pornhub. I laughed at his pathetic ass and tied him up. I started kicking and punching him before I pulled the blade. I warned him if he didn’t back the fuck down that that penis would only produce pain. I did follow the threat up with a chemical castration potion and injected it in his balls.

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