Snuff porn Sunday is my favorite day of the week. Have you ever seen the Purge movies? In those movies, folks get a pass one day a year for 12 hours to murder. It’s legal to kill. I need a day like that once a week. I have lot of pent up anger. No amount of therapy will help my tortured soul. Killing is therapy. If I kill a couple fuckatrds on Sunday, the rest of the week is not too bad to handle. Seriously, I get out a week’s anger and aggression in one day. I pick Sunday because I am not the religious kind. If anything, I worship at the house of Satan. Most Sundays, I am killing off annoying little demon seeds, so they don’t grow up to be annoying fucktards. This Sunday was different. I killed several full grown women. Twats. Grown ass women who thought they could bully me at the mall. They were older than me and complete bitches. I figured they were nagging men at home and cheating behind their backs. The kind of women who have turned you down for years. Spoiled, pampered trophy cunts that marry for security, not love. I followed them home to one of the girls’ little suburban white picket fenced dream home. It was idyllic I am sure, but I destroyed the peacefulness of that little suburban neighborhood. The paper will read something like 4 Socialites Massacred. It will bring thoughts of Charles Manson back. After I put the bitches in their place and got an apology from them, I sliced them up. Death and dismemberment in suburbia will be the name of the Lifetime movie. I went Texas Chainsaw on the women, leaving nothing but skin and bones and lots of blood. Well deserved deaths for annoying cunts no one will miss.
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Another Snuff Porn Sunday
Snuff Sex by Suffocation
Snuff sex by suffocation was his plan. I was his bondage whore and his coke buddy. I was completely bound tight. I was wrapped up like a Christmas present. I couldn’t move. When he sat on my face, I thought it was just to lick his ass, but he shoved his dick so far down my throat I started to choke. I was unable to breathe because his asshole was over my nose and his cock was making sure I couldn’t breathe out my mouth. I started flailing about. My arms were restrained behind my back, so all I could do was shrug and rock a bit. He was not a little man. I thought he was joking when he said he was going to smother me to death. He is a drug buddy. We get high and we fuck. He never has been violent towards me. He is one of the few mean who has not abused me. I still thought it was some sort of joke until I passed out. I thought that was the end, but his urine stream in my face woke me up. He was laughing at me. According to him, we were just getting started. He invited other guys to join our kinky snuff porn. Every guy sat on my face, choking me with his cock until I passed out. They woke me up by pissing in my face. I have rope burns on my wrists and ankles. Veins are visible on my face and in my eyes. I look like I survived something, but I can’t tell anyone that I look like shit because guys smothered me with their nut sacks all night and pissed on me to revive me. That doesn’t sound like something a soccer mom would let happen to her. But then, I am no ordinary soccer mom.
I think he deserved it
This little bitch boy thought he could disrespect me? Talk back to me? Who the fuck did he think he was?? He was supposed to be at my feet worshiping me like the Goddess I am but instead all I got was whining and bitching and back talk and there was no way I would let that go unpunished. I pulled out my taser and gave him a lil zap, he shut right the fuck up while he was jerking around on the floor wetting himself. I tied him up while he was incapacitated and made sure to have his naked ass up in the air too. Then I pulled out a nice thick curling iron, a professional one that gets nice and hot and I shoved it up his ass. I fucked his ass nice and fast at first so that he wouldn’t really get burned right away but as we went on I got slower and slower. In the end I melted his poor lil puckered up asshole, sealed it completely shut. I bet that will improve his attitude!
Gangbang Nightmare Ch.4
My man traded me to the 5th Ward Crips for four crack rocks. They keep me in a room with a boarded up window and a dirty mattress on the floor. These thugs treat me worse than a plastic sex doll. My jaw aches from blowing multiple men for hours at a time. And my pussy and asshole hurt from this never-ending gangbang.
Tec-9 walked into the room with a dog leash and an evil grin on his tattooed face. He put the collar around my neck and walked me into the front room on my hands and knees. I was completely naked and felt totally exposed being the only female in room full of dangerous gang members. In the corner of the room, a gangster had a furry friend on a leash. The gangster let the leash go and the furry friend ran straight towards me. He mounted my back and his pink cock enter my tight cunt. He humped me and the gangsters laughed. The furry friend panted in my ear and his drool slid down my back. His cock knotted inside me and I couldn’t pull away. The gang laughed even more at my struggle to get away from the furry friend. I felt totally humiliated and completely defeated. When will the living hell end?
Snuff
I have been close to death before with men and sex. But they always chicken out and don’t take the final step in snuffing my life out. They will torture my body. Suffocate me until I pass out. But no matter how much I beg I cannot get them to finish the job. The ultimate orgasm that I could have would be death after I am beaten and tortured. And this is something I am denied over and over. Guys talk about loving to fuck a whore and then kill her but I have yet to find me one of these guys to follow thru. Maybe they are scared they will get in trouble. Lol, I will be dead who is gonna tell? And really the law does not care about another dead whore.
Monty’s Bloody Auction House- Two
I watched myself on the monitor and stared at the views and comments they were making. At lot of people were saying “Yummy” and swapping out recipes. Others were insults and vulgar comments like “Can’t wait to see this stupid dumb whore hacked to bits, it’s going to make me explode”. All I could do was whimper and cry begging for them to stop, which only made things worse. Of course I was dumb and stupid, the perfect target. No one would miss me. According to the timer on the screen it was 2 hours before the man came back. This time he covered his face with a strange clown mask which only allowed for you to see his mouth. When he stepped in front of the camera the chatroom soon filled with “Hey Monty”, “Yay Monty’s here” from the eager audience ready for some bloodshed. He addressed them “Hello my loyal followers, as you can see I have secured quite the beauty for us to…enjoy”. He walked to his computer and launched another window to display on the screen label Bid: currently with a zero next to it. “As most of you know, but in case of newcomers. Highest bid wins, blood vials of course can be purchased as always in the store among other none bid worthy parts” he chuckled. He then grab a large bonesaw and walked towards me. “It’s your big debut sweetheart” he laughed and licked my face. “Let’s begin the Mutilation!” he cheered on in the camera. The chat blew up with cheers and encouragement. All ready to watch me be cut into bits for sale.
Your Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Cheerleader
Your rape phone sex fantasies turn me on. Of course, I am a sadistic bitch, so you can never force fuck me. Regarding rape fantasies, I am only your accomplice. Well, I might be your cheerleader and the devil on your shoulder convincing you to give in to your dark desires too. I was at the mall hunting for a little bitch to kill when I spotted him. He was in his 50s, tall, unassuming but a pervert. He was trying to be discreet as he followed this hot teen slut through the mall, but I spotted him. I knew what he wanted. He wanted what you want: to force a young cock tease to take his cock. When I busted him, he tried to deny it. He acted offended, like he would never find a jailbait girl sexy at his age. The boner in his pants betrayed his words. I encouraged him to show the slut his cock. I mean she was wearing a pound of make up. She was at the mall on a school night instead of doing homework. She was wearing a skirt so short that if she bent over any one would see more than London. I talked about how it was doubtful she was even a virgin still walking around dressed like that. I wouldn’t stop talking about her hot body, including her bald pink pussy. Finally, he caved. He gave into his dirty desires and listened to the evil bitch on his shoulder. I helped him lure her away from the mall rats she was traveling with. He was not prepared to kidnap and assault a girl, but I am always prepared for such things. We took her to my kill shack and I got to watch him force fuck her holes for hours. She was too old to let go. I had to kill her. There were some wolves eating well Tuesday night.
Snuffing Your Wife And Fucking Your Daughter
It is time for some home invasion phone sex tales from your angel of death. You wanted your snooty wife who never puts out taken out. You told me you had drugged her drink and was out like a light.
What you didn’t tell me is that I would run into your brat trying to wash period blood out of her panties and shorts at 2 am in the morning. Something about her spoke to me and she saw me with my blade and wasn’t scared. I grabbed her by the hand and whispered where was her room? You sweet teen brat led me into her room and I threw her on the bed and kissed her and started playing with her pussy as I bit her neck and drew blood. I fucked her as I feasted on her. My hand covered with blood that I gave her to clean up. After she came as I ate her bloody cunt she asked who I was there to kill. I said her mother and she asked if she could do it. My little evil bitch took the blade and we entered the master suite. She stabbed her mother 52 times blood splattered everywhere. I undressed and we fucked in the bloody aftermath. Right beside your dead wife. We took her minced heart out of her chest and washed and set the house ablaze. What a good little fucking evil whore your daughter is watching the house burn o the ground with her mother’s heart in a baggy. I brought her back to my dungeon for some hot torture sex.
Going to a dark place
I love you so much that I will do anything for you I will go out of my way to please you because of the way you make my pussy feel. I get engulfed in you because you take total control over my everything. You tell me that no one will ever love me like you and I believe you with each beating that you give me. You always cry when your pouunding my ass you pierce your swollen cock into my gaping asshole all while digging blood from my back. When I scream from the paralyzing pain you slap me in the back of me head and demand that I scream even louder. You laugh like Satan when your brutalizing my body and soul and I need it as much as you.When you make me drink my blood I lose myself and I’m lost.
From Ass Rape Porn to Dinner
Ass rape porn is like a daily thing for me. No one fucks me gently. I don’t know what sweet love making means. No one gives me sweet anything. Men treat me like a whore. Women treat me like I am a worthless bimbo. When I was invited to a swank dinner party, I was so happy. I thought perhaps things were changing for me. It started off nice. All the other guests were giving me attention I was not accustomed to receiving. I started feeling woozy. Next thing I knew I woke up tied up and strapped to the dining room table. The guest who had been chatting me up earlier were know standing around me in a circle with evil grins on their faces. Looking hungry. They were talking about my thick thighs and scrumptious ass. One lady started rubbing melted butter all over my skin, while a man rammed a stick up my ass. When the apple went in my mouth, I realized I was the main course of the dinner party. They were fighting over who got to eat what part of me. I tried screaming but I was weak from the drugs and I was gagged with an apple. They carried me out to an open fire and started roasting me like a pig at a luau. Fire made my skin crackle. I was being burned alive like a witch and it was painful. I was afraid; it showed in my eyes, but they just sprinkled me with seasoning and continued to cook me alive over an open frame. I was worthless in life, perhaps I would be worth something in death. I could at least provide some folks with a satisfying meal. Do you have cannibalism phone sex fantasies? I sure do. I want to be your satisfying meal.













