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Sweet Revenge

taboo phone sex angieWhen she called me sobbing because he cheated all I could think about was fucking him up for her. Instead she made my cunt tingle with delight when she told me she wanted sweet revenge and she wanted my help in administering it. He had no clue that she had found out. She wanted to poison his food and watch him die slowly looking at her as she told him why he had lost his life. But I had a better, more evil plot in store. After all revenge is a dish served cold, ice cold. We talked about my idea and she loved it. The crying stopped and she began laughing. And evil, sadistic laugh that told me she was ready I invited them for dinner that night and got him very tipsy. After dinner she took him to the guest bedroom for “dessert” Once they were naked and she was ridding his cock in a grudge fuck that had her in a frenzy, I entered to room. He thought he had just got lucky and was going to get both of us. I took off my clothes and took out the huge ice pick. While she rode him, cussing him out and telling him what a low life he was I began stabbing him all over his abdomen and chest, careful not to hit any vital organs. The look in her eyes as she watched his face twist in agony, his eyes wide with disbelief and fear, was enough to make me cum. When she screamed she was going to cum on his cock and it would be the last thing he remembered, I raised the pick and drove it deep into his throat, his blood spewing all over her naked body and her cum flowing all over his dick. There is no vengeance like a woman scorned. 

Snuff Porn Shot In A Hospital Makes For Lots Of Bloody Rooms!

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I have always been a chat of Dr. Victor Fries’ work. I know that he really gets into his creations, turning humans into monsters, and being a wicked brain surgeon, of course he is completely mad! So when I approached him that I wanted to make a snuff porn film for all of my admires and my own amusement in his back woods busted down mental hospital I expected him to tell me no right away. When he said yes I was both honored and excited. I gathered by camera and selected a couple of nice pretty girlies for my portion of the movie. 

I started filming in his room. It smelled heavily of iron. That was the layers of dried caked on blood that immediately flooded your senses when you entered into the abandoned mental hospital. In a rusty wheel chair sat the Doctor’s latest victim. His skull was already partially removed. The poor babbling idiot would not quit crying as the Doctor preformed brain surgery to get rid of his desire for being a weak women server. Dr. Fries did not believe in that, and only tolerated me for my talent. Once he decided the project was to be scrapped I left the camera on a tripod to watch the mans demise. I could hear his screams echo throughout the halls void of life, but full of their remains. 

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I could hear my two crying from their gags. I grabbed them each from the broom closet I had them stuffed in. Their blonde hair gripped nicely between my fingers. I chuckled as they fought, thinking they were going to be getting away. Once we were in their room I strapped both down to their urine soaked gurneys. I was going to give these little bitches the makeover of their dreams. I filmed myself making a big bloody phone sex mess as I cut the scalpel into their skin. Their shrieks were like music to my sadistic ears. I even gave the fillers, of course it was concrete and not collagen, but same thing right! 

Blode dripped down their faces and over their beautiful hair. Once they were done I styled them very nicely I must say! I even persuaded them to help me make a promo ad for my movie. They said I was the best Doctor ever. What dumb sluts, they actually thought I would let them go. They screamed as I showed them their reflections. Bad little skanks, it is not nice to be so unappreciative! That was all it took too! I slammed the mirror right against ones face. Taking a large shard of glass I slit their dumb throats. How dare they insult me. Dr. Fries took all of the bodies downstairs where we watched them burn in the crematorium. Bye Bye barbie bitches. 

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Souls Cry out within the Bloody Room

snuff phone sexAlone in the bloody room with closed eyes.
Afraid to look ahead,
Afraid to look behind.
I fear that death has come for me.
My end is near.
No one hears my pleas.
So I lie here waiting, my breath abating.
My heart still beating.
Splattered in red,
that comes from me.
Evil is here.
It won’t let me be.
The knife twists deeper
and still I bleed.
And into my cunt,
he pumps his seed.
I pray to heaven
that I die tonight.
That my end is quick
and the light is bright.
Cause alone in the dark is no place to die.
Left here to rot
until my bones are dry.
Evil is near.
Her name is Natasha.
If she catches you,
the devil has gotcha.
Run for your life,
girls and boys.
Cause you are nothing to her
But pretty fuck-toys.

Room For Rent

taboo phone sex karmaI need to make some extra money so I decided to rent out my extra room. It is advertised as a lovely room with a view that is well decorated and affordable with all utilities included. All true, it is a lovely room and the view is a beautiful brick wall that has filled in the only window. The scheme of the room is blood red and white. I have had five people come to look at it so far. Of course once I collect the rent, they add to the blood red decoration for the next tenant. They will never use any of the utilities…..and they will never leave their new accommodations. Not only have I made some pretty good money, I have kept a hot, wet pussy while enjoying snuff, torture and violence thanks to them. Come on over and take a look at the room. In this case vacancy is a relative term…there are several lifeless occupants, I would love to add a few more. Will you be next?

That’s what happens when you piss me off!

taboo phone sex willowI seriously had no plans to completely destroy someone’s life today… that is until this dumb motherfucker pissed me off! This couple had no idea that once they cut me off when I was driving earlier that I was going to follow them home and proceed to make their life absolutely complete hell. All I had to do was knock on the door and they were so kind to let me right in. I called a buddy of mine to help me with today’s new toys. He was there in no time, binding them up tightly to ensure they won’t be going anywhere. The girl was really losing it, but all I could think about how great it was going to be to cut her pretty little throat, to watch her eyes go wide as he forced his cock into her unwilling pussy. I love to make them cry, and her bitch of a boyfriend was crying just as much as she was! Truly hilarious. I have a special surprise for him too…we can’t possibly let him get off without us having our own fun with him just as much. I’ll be fucking him in the ass with a big fat dildo, but then switching to something far more painful. Perhaps the knife I just used to slit his darling little girlfriend just moments before. I am sure he will appreciate the lube I put on the knife for him… warm and sticky – I’ll ask him how he likes the way his girl’s blood feels. I’m sure he can’t focus on that when he feels this sharp blade cutting him wide. His girl is so scared! She keeps whimpering as my friend fucks her and holds her dead to watch…but she’s losing blood so quickly I am sure she won’t last long enough to watch him enjoy our fun.

Bad Seed Snuff Porn: Bye Bye Mommy

snuff porn knife playAs little ones, we are force fed obey your elders, respect you parents. It’s bullshit. Not all parents are created equally. Not all mothers deserve to live. My mommy dearest was a strung out welfare whore who cared more about her next fix and her next check than she did clothing and feeding her brat. I saw the Bad Seed as a wee one and it excited me that someone so young and angelic could be a murderous little brat. She was my hero.

I plotted my mother’s demise for years. Then one day the opportunity presented itself like a gift from God. She dragged me through the belly of the city late one night to score. I watched her fuck some gross old man up against a dirty alley wall for some money to give her dealer. We were in the subway and it was not very crowded. It was dark, dank and creepy. Like out of a horror movie. I saw a door past the subway car and I wandered off, hoping she would come look for me. The only folks in the station that night were hookers, johns and junkies. No one would remember seeing a little Goth girl.

murder phone sex fantasiesI stood waiting for my cunt mother to come find me, half expecting she wouldn’t even notice me gone and thwart my evil plan. But she came yelling at me like a crazed junkie jonesing for her next fix. I stood there in the door frame refusing to come to her, until she was right next to me grabbing my arm. One shove with little hands and down went the junkie whore. As she bounced down the creepy old subway stairwell, I heard her cries. I heard her bones break. I heard her skull crush. I walked calmly down the stairs, getting aroused by the blood splatter until I saw her dead body. I took her cell phone, snapped a picture of her laying there broken, battered, bloodied and dead. My first kill memory. I took enough money to get home and left the rest.

Went back home unnoticed in the night, crawled into bed and slept like a baby knowing my worthless whore mommy was dead. Police ruled it an accident. Another dead junkie no one would miss. I went to live with my Uncle and his brats. Had a much better life. Grew up to be smart, creative and even more deadly. If you can kill your mother, you can kill anyone.

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Stairway to Hell

snuff phone sex I smiled to myself as I climbed the stairs. No one had lived here for so many years. The locals all believed it was haunted. They had no idea of the real horror here. This was where I brought my victims.
The stairs were rickety but still stable. They gave off this delicious creak that terrified the girls I kept trapped upstairs. When they heard the creak, they knew that hell had cracked open and released me, and that I was coming to inflict pain and torture upon them. Even now I heard one of them moaning as she heard me ascend the stairs.
It was time for the oldest one to die and she knew it. She wailed as I uncuffed her from the wall. Her parents believed she had run off with a drug dealer many years ago. But all along she had been here, amusing me with her pitiful squeals and begging to go home. Her back was criss-crossed with scars, one eye was gone, and her pussy showed the mutilation that I loved to inflict.
“Today is your day, sweetie. Time to go.” I purred. “Home.” she whispered through parched lips. “No, honey. Today you get to die.” I laughed. I unchained her and took her by the hand. She panicked and fought. I wasn’t ready for that reaction. She kicked me hard and ran.
“You’ll never escape.” I screamed. I heard her feet hit the stairs as she ran like a panicked doe. Then I heard the sound of her falling. Yes, the stairs got them every time. They were alive and needed fed, too. As she hit the bottom and her head cracked open, I heard the stairs sigh as they sucked in the lifeblood pouring upon the floor. They became shiny and new again, their polished hardwood shining, the rotted runners brightly carpeted. I stroked the banister and heard the stairs answer in a creaking melody.
It was time for a new victim. I had one picked out already. The daughter of the town whore whom no body would miss. She was a beauty and I hated her already. Oh, the things I had planned for her. Maybe my Master would join us this time. He loved to fuck the new ones. And the dying ones and the already dead. He didn’t discriminate.
And when I brought them through that front door, the stairs would transform once again, to become the nightmare from which no victim would escape. And they would be waiting, for a taste of the blood.
Please let me be your accomplice as we finish this sinister story. There is so much pain that needs to be shared and so many victims who deserve to die. Let us ascend the Stairs of Doom and finish the work that I’ve started.

Taboo Phone Sex MILF Forced Accomplice in Japanese Snuff Porn Hostel

taboo phone sexI had been locked up in a dungeon for days. Sodomized repeatedly, denied food and water, even denied sleep. I was desperate for freedom. So desperate, I made a deal with my captor. A deal that still haunts me to this day. He had a fetish for Asian school girls. In my community, not many around. At least not the ones old enough to drive yet. “Bring me four young chinks Blair, and you go back to your suburban life,” he said. I was weak, so I made a deal with the devil. I tried to convince myself that he was just going to force fuck them. I knew better. Snuff porn Japanese was most likely their fate, but I shot up to escape the reality and kidnapped some young Asian girls to save my own skin.

The folks in my gated community don’t know my dirty secrets, but my captor did. I had to return with the girls or be exposed as the drug addicted incest mommy I am. It was easy to snatch them up too. These four angels are always together; they are sisters. I picked them up from school in the soccer mom van, lying to them that I was asked to bring them to home. I was shaking as I delivered them to hell. I am not a religious woman, but I prayed for my soul anyhow.

snuff porn japaneseI tried to escape quickly, but was forced into a front row seat for what I knew would be snuff porn. He made me an accomplice to keep me quiet. No one will miss Japanese school girl whores he said. He had this all planned. I was the key to making it happen. He played me. Knew how to break me. He had a studio all prepared. Little girl bedroom set like you see in those munchkin porn vids of brats who were on the back of milk cartons for months. My stomach was turning. He had drugged the girls but they looked scared. If they could see the torture devices on the other side of the wall, they would shit their cotton white panties.

Suddenly several other men appeared. This was more than just snuff. This was like Hostel. Dirty old men bid top dollar for the Japanese school girls I kidnapped. They could do whatever they wanted to the girl they bought and my captor would film it as a way of keeping them from getting a guilty conscious. The first girl on the chopping block was purchased for $300,000. Money can buy you anything. I watched scared, riddled with remorse as he force fucked her tiny teen holes. The more she cried, the harder he fucked her. She was a virgin from all the blood gushing out her holes. Her owner liked the blood so much he slit her femoral artery. Blood gushed out her leg, her skin grew paler, she collapsed

snuff pornHe didn’t want her dead, not yet at least. He took his belt and tied it around her wound to slow the bleeding. Then he fucked her some more. She was thrashing about, crying hysterically. He invited the other men to join in. They forced their dicks in her tiny holes for hours before they turned into a pack of rabid dogs tearing her limbs off; biting into her flesh. She laid there in a pool of blood, dismembered, still twitching as the camera rolled and the men shot cum over her eviscerated body. I was numb. I killed her to save my own skin. My captor shot a needle in my vein so I could get through the next three shows.

You would be surprised of the evil that lurks in the basements of nice houses owned by supposedly nice people in gated communities. Money buys you anything, even the torture and murder of young Japanese school girls.bloody phone sex

Worth Every Penny

You’re finally here and I am finally ready for you to get what you paid for. I watched you buy me from that scummy guy in the basement of that shithole. Now I am in your mansion and you gave me pretty things to wear and allowed me to shower and smell sweet for you. I lucked out – you are handsome and have a certain dark charm about you. I know I will not live through the night, but if I am going to be snuffed then I am glad it will be by a man like you.

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You enjoy toying with my body and using small blades and needles to cause pain and bright red blood to drain from my nipples. You lick it off and then kiss me so that I can taste the sweetness that pumps through my veins. The pain is what I crave and you are delighted that you finally bought a girl who enjoys it. You keep telling me that I am going to die, and I just smile and say nothing. You appreciate me showing no fear.

You fuck my body slow and hard as you continue to slice my torso and arms. You do everything with exact movements and the designs of cuts look gorgeous on my tiny body. You lean down to cover yourself in my blood and it looks so gorgeous on your strong chest. I reach up and touch it with my bloody hands, leaving my prints dragging down your stomach. As you cum deep inside my tight pussy, I know the time has come for me to say goodbye. You place the blade next to my right ear and pull it to my left. I feel myself getting cold and the vision of your piercing eyes begins to fade. I hope I was worth every penny.

Mistress of Darkness

snuff phone sexRain was pouring down the night I made my first kill. My lover had fed me drugs and shots of whiskey and I was feeling no pain. Even in my fucked-up state I knew I had to obey him or my punishment would be without mercy.
Looking for my prey brought out my seductive side. I would sidle up to men, brushing them innocently with my huge 36FFF tits. The more attention they gave me, the more my pussy would twitch. I had no interest in having sex with them though. It was just a game to get them to take me home. Once we got there, it would all change.
My current Master was waiting there for me. If I complied and brought a victim home, he would reward me with a shot of liquid paradise, right into my vein. I was addicted to it. It made my inhibitions melt and brought out my animal side. I became a huntress, ready for the smell of blood.
My catch tonight was a skinny young drifter. After a few drinks and the promise of a sexual marathon, he was ready to follow me anywhere. He barely made it through the door before the Master was upon him. I heard him gasp once as he realized his mistake.
The Master hit him hard. He tumbled once and we were both upon him. I knew exactly what I was supposed to do. I tied his hands together and left him facedown on the floor. I took a long , sharp blade and sat down at his head. Master knelt behind him, ripping off his clothes, revealing a firm, round ass. His eyes sparkled with joy as he pulled out his cock. It was then my job to grease it and guide it against the puckered ass-pussy of my victim. I heard the drifter scream as Master rammed him hard. I pulled the drifter’s face against my pussy so I could feel his pain and the vibrations of his cries. It seemed to go on forever as Master violated his young ass, tearing it like raw meat. Finally, he reached his climax, filling the damaged fuck hole with cream. I screamed to the devils in hell.
I flipped him over. He babbled incoherently as I raised my stiletto over his scrotum and popped his nutsac like meat balloons. His scream was cut short when Master cut his throat. Afterward, Master would give me another dose and we’d fuck in the blood of our victim.
Tomorrow, I may be dead at his hands (or yours) but tonight I will just bask in the glory of the kill.