I don’t know how long I was out, but hearing their cruel laughter in my ears made me want to return to that silent darkness. But my body was waking and I was becoming aware of what was around me. My hands were shackled and strung up before me while I could feel my legs had been strapped to a spreader bar. I was naked with my ass out. I could hear growls and it made my bare skin shiver. The first thing I felt was a cold wet nose, then a long tongue licking at my exposed and vulnerable pussy lips. “Please!” I begged, “please don’t do this!” I knew my please would fall on deaf ears. After all they had done to me… I was a source of entertainment, nothing more. I screamed as the large furred beast mounted me. His long thick cock slid into me while his claws dug into my shoulders, holding himself on me as his hips started moving. The pain and the fear swept through me as he growled right next to my ear. Inside I felt a knot starting to form, pulling and tugging at my insides. Just as the pain was getting to the point I was seeing spots, the creature found his release. A mouth of fangs bit down on my shoulder as hot seed filled my womb. I screamed then and as soon as he let my shoulder go, I slumped to the ground, a sobbing bloody mess. Darkness reclaimed me as I felt the beast pulling painfully with his knot still stretched within me.
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Used and Abused
Snuff Porn Prized Slut Factory Pt1
Collecting clients for a hoarder of gillies can be a bit risky sometimes. When it comes to this client in particular I consider it rather safe. He has a way with handling the bodies that no one would ever find. He disposes of the by ingesting there flesh. When it is time to eat , he lines his little sluts across the wall suspending them by their ankles. That is when I walk through as he examines them closely. I smack them on the ass and make them whimper. I get pleasure from him telling me not to spoil the meat with unwanted fear, when it is the fear I enjoy the most. Once he picks the one he wants, or in this night two, he guts them. Their blood and innards falls onto the easy to clean tile flooring.
Blood, drains into the porn where it is collected. The intestines get reused for sausage, and organs will all be prepared properly. Two down means I must come back with two. I love hunting, but he stays to prepare my reward for fine cattle. I being back two little brats who thought they were too grown in their mini skirts and mommy’s make up. After he takes a look at them he undresses them and cleans every inch of their bodies. It always cracks me up when they beg for him to let them go. He is gentle with them, shows a real appreciation for their flesh. That is why he has me, My roughness and ability to force them to do what he needs balances out his kindness that he has about him. Even if he is going to devour their tiny bodies. He has me tie them up and scrub their whore flesh. They wine of how the bristles of the rough brush welts their skin.When they are clean they must be properly dress. They are to look like proper young ladies for their new master.
They are given cutsie little pig-tales too that lie on each side of their heads. I bring them into the photo room. Their pictures are taken in a yearbook pose. This goes in his cattle book. Every once in a while he sell a girl he has lost interest in on the market as well. His delicious swine always goes for top dollar too. He feeds them all the best and treats them like princess’, even if they know someday it will be for slaughter. The girls are then taken to the dinner table where he has 4 seats set. Each place also has a picture of one of the two girls that was killed that evening. He wants thanks to be given to the little piggy who provided the meal. I force the two girls into the chair and untie their wrists keeping their ankles tied. They could not get away fast enough even if they wanted to. He pulls out the chair for me and offers me the chair with a smooth gesture of his hand.
“You two consider yourselves good little girls, do you?” He questioned the little brats at the table. Their eyes welled with tears and emptied onto their plump cheeks. All I could do was laugh, laugh at how much they were suffering. He left to the kitchen and brought back two plates and sat them in front of the girls. They instantly started to sob even louder. He started to talk over them but was interrupted by their rude cry’s for release. I slapped them across the cheeks and ordered them to hush. He was about to explain something very important to them and they needed to pay very close attention!
Piece by Piece
Awake again and nothing has changed except my outfit. I don’t know why you keep dressing me up and putting makeup on me when you are just going to destroy me within minutes. I hear you coming down the hall and I am terrified for what today will hold. You cut me so badly last time that I never thought I would wake up. I look around and even the couch is new. I guess you couldn’t get the blood out of the last one.
My tits are covered, and I know its because you don’t want to see the bloody holes that are left where my nipples used to be. You are taking me apart piece by piece and I wonder what I will lose today. My tongue was first. I remember screaming my last scream. My last chance of anyone hearing me. You round the corner and in your hand is a large sledgehammer. I had never seen you without a blade. You walk towards me, grinning, and I pull back as far as the ropes will let me.
You swing the hammer towards me and it whiffs just past my nose. It would have killed me if you had made contact. But it was only to scare me. You love to terrify me, and you are excellent at it. I knew there would be pain, and I knew you wouldn’t take me out so quickly as to knock my head off. The hammer swung again, this time making contact with my right leg. I couldn’t scream of course, and the pain made me unable to even breathe. I watched my leg snap into pieces and bone and blood spray everywhere. You yanked on that ankle until the bottom of my leg came off and headed out of the room. The blood was pouring out of me, again, and I would faint soon. You had taken your next part, and would be back for more.
This Little Piggy Went To Market
He had this thing that turned him on. He loved to have a bitch squeal like a pig. She had to grovel and oink for him. It was the only way he could get off. The only thing that would allow him release. At first I got a kick out of it but after a while it became annoying as hell. I had to put an end to his bull shit. Ordering the razor lined condom was the most difficult part of the entire plan. I found the perfect pig outfit and put my plan in motion as soon as the condom came in. I was going to be his last little piggy. Once I was covered in his blood and there was nothing left of his shredded dick I would cook him just like a side of pork. The best part was going to be his crunchy, crackling skin. He would be seasoned to perfection and every inch of him was going taste so good. He would be oinking and squealing for me and it would be the last thing he ever did….
Snuff Porn Family Reunion
I love it when a client of mine wants to put together his own little snuff porn with a little girlie he has already picked out. I know that the passion in the taboo phone sex session is going to be so hot and heated that I am going to have to get my cunt off too. When he showed me the picture of the little slut I got really excited. She was cute, tiny framed and blonde. Her little thighs showed the cutest little thigh gap and the way her hips were still thin made you really want to bury your face into that little brats cunt. All I had to do was find the little slut on the street, which I did. She was a little hooker, been that way since her momma sold her she told me. Fuck yea, I was about to end all of her street walked pain. I told her I would pay her double what the peedos were paying for her tiny body to have some snuff fun. I do not know if it was the money or how naive she was but she was ready to go.
I took the little slut back to the warehouse that I was supposed to meet my client at. He gabbed her hands and held onto her. Her eyes welled up as she cried out “Let me go Daddy!” Daddy? that was certainly a surprise to me, but it was too late for her now. I slammed the heavy metal door behind me and locked her little ass inside. She screamed and tried to run away, she said she did not want to fuck her Daddy and that the deal was off. I giggled grabbing a handful of blonde hair and dragging her across the floor back to the feet of her father. She did not have an option, and the only one receiving payment would be me. I took two large fish hooks into my hand and put one in each side of her mouth, making the perfect fuck hole for daddy to start getting hard. She cried as the corners of her mouth started to bleed.
My client loved every second of it though! He grunted as he shoved his cock past her thin lips. He told her that she was a good little whore, just like her crack head mommy. She cried, cheap mascara running down her cheeks. He bent down sliding his cock from her mouth and smiled ear to ear and she braced herself against the concrete floors. He told her to cheer up as she cried begging him to stop, he had a surprise for her which I went and grabbed. Her mother’s severed head was starting to decay in my hand. I loved listening to her scream as I tossed it to her feet. Her Daddy said that was getting him good and horney and pulled her up to force fuck her. She tried to fight free, but I was going to teach her how to work it. Finally I got the go ahead to finish her off and slit her belly open. I reached in and grabbed his cock pulling it into my own pussy, his dying daughters body still on it and rode him till he came!
Snuff Porn Streaming
I used to be innocent, I used to be sweat. When I was younger my daddy was my hero. Then mommy left and daddy changed. He started talking about killing mommy, about fucking her dead body in front of me and my brothers. One night I heard a woman screaming, I thought daddy found mommy. I went down stairs and found daddy snuff porn streaming. I stood there in shock and silence as I watched the man on computer screen stabbing the naked woman. She was beautiful, but she didn’t seem to be much older than me. I made a noise and daddy turned. He was drunk and very angry. He grabbed me by my throat, choking me. He had no pants on and I could see his hard cock dripping.
He pulled me down the stairs and into the kitchen. He was calling me a dirty whore. He told me I looked too much like mommy. He said if I cant hurt mommy then I will hurt you. That was the first night. Daddy stabbed me, he shoved the knife up into my tight pussy. He fucked me with the knife and then with his cock. As I laid there, fading away I felt my daddy blow his load into my cunny. That night forever changed me.
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies: Snuff Porn Streaming of a Mean Girl
I have killer phone sex fantasies I love to share on calls. Many rooted in reality. I have a dark heart and little tolerance for most people and things. I am consumed by revenge fantasies. You ever just get fucking sick of some people’s bullshit? Of their apparently charmed life? When I met John, I knew he understood me; matched my dark desires. So when I arrived at a cabin in the woods at his request, I was excited to see Ella. The blonde goddess from school who tormented me every day of my school life. Married now to some wealthy doctor. Still leaching off of others. Still a fucking cunt. Still thinking her shit don’t stink. And there she was tied to the bed like a present from God.
I grabbed her forcefully by her bleach blonde locks and asked if she remembered me. When she couldn’t remember the girl she bullied for 8 fucking years, I spit in her face and got out my movie camera. Snuff porn is a cash cow nowadays. I told John to have fun with the bitch. I wanted to watch her die. I wanted to direct her demise. Snuff porn streaming of her brutal and bloody death made my pussy drip. John is the perfect accomplice for a sadist like me. Equally sick and fucked up. Plus eager to please me. He fucked her while I filmed it. I’m not talking rough anal here. I mean fucked so hard she suffered broken bones, a prolapsed ass and had her girl parts scrambled. Of course fucking a whore with a serrated blade strapped to your cock does some damage.
She screamed and convulsed and bled. Pretty sure she would remember me now. The bed she was tied to was saturated in her blood and innards, yet the cunt was still breathing. Left her there for awhile dying a painful, gruesome death while the camera rolled so I could fuck John in a heated frenzy next to her dying body. Her blood soaked into my skin like cum. Finally, I ordered her death. Not because I was feeling benevolent, but because I wanted to play in more of her blood. John started fucking her with his razor blade sharp cock as he slit her throat. Blood splattered on the wall and me. Even covered my camera. People enjoy lots of blood and gore in snuff movies, so that is what I gave them.
We played in her blood for hours celebrating the death of a career bitch. Dumped her in the tub making it look like a suicide. Her once blonde locks were stained red from the blood. John the evil genius, arranged for our playtime in a cabin belonging to the dead bitch’s hubby. When my little revenge film hits the circuit, it will look so realistic, people will wonder if it is the first real snuff film captured on camera. What are your killer fantasies?
Snuff Porn Queen Dusty is Out For Blood
Snuff porn Queen Dusty is feeling a certain need to destroy someone today. Some guy royally pissed me off and he is about to get a dose of castration phone sex. I am livid and out for fucking blood! You see this total douche bag managed to fucking knock my bike over with his drunken stupor.
It just so happens this phlembag of a douche is a regular at this specific bar and I got just the information I need to track his ass down. You cannot hide from me I have my way of finding out what I need. So I get his address and make my plan after doing a drive by. Easy enough to break in and take care of what I need to do. So I park around the corner and head on over under the cloak of darkness. I let myself in and quietly find my way to where the douche is passed out.
Standing over him with a rag and duct tape I spit on him to see if he wakes. Nothing, Ok cool, I lean over and shove some panties in his mouth and put the duct tape across his mouth to silence any attempts to make noise. Grabbing my butcher knife from it’s case I lean in and start slicing his clothing off. Then I see my prize and grab my specimen jar filled with formaldehyde for preserving my token. With a clean slice I castrate this mother fucker as I look at how gigantic his eyes got. Laughing wildly I grab his cell phone and cut the cord to his home phone. See if he makes it through and when he does he’ll see the Polaroid of my bike.
Teaching a lesson
I saw a little boy staring at my ass today. I told the little fucker to piss off but he kept coming back and looking. I told the little shit to come to our tool shed if he wanted to see something nice. The fucker followed me and I told him he could touch me wherever he wanted as long as I could touch him too. He grabbed my tits, I squeezed his little cock. He grabbed my cunt, I rubbed his little balls. When he grabbed my ass I slapped the little fucker to the ground. The fear in his eyes when he turned around almost made me cum and I kicked him down onto his stomach. I put my hand over his mouth, grabbed my toy and fucked him up his ass with it while he tried to get away. His scream and cries were muffled by my hand and soon once I saw his asshole was bleeding I let him up. I told him if he told anyone I would do it again with my blade. He ran off scared. I probably will save this one, he’s going to have a big cock when he grows up. And until then.. I bet he wont be creeping up on girls!
SnuffPhoneSex.com Castration Phone Sex Junkie Venus
I’m a castration junkie. I love removing worthless balls. Sometimes, I even take a little extra if you know what I mean! I’ve been schooling other sick bitches in junk removal too. You would be surprised to know just how many women out there literally have their husbands’ balls in a jar next to the bed. Personally, I think castration is the best cure for a cheating husband. No second chances. No therapy. No costly divorce that could leave a woman broke. Just cut their balls off and he will never be a cheating bastard again.
I remove junk for lots of reasons. Some ass hats are too dumb to procreate. Some guys can’t be trusted with their cock and balls. Some think they are god’s gift to women but can’t find a clit with Mapquest. Others have little pinky dicks and I’m helping them make their package look bigger by lobbing off their big hairy testicles. And other dudes are just worthless pieces of shit that don’t deserve pleasure let alone life.
I helped a woman this weekend with junk removal from the ass wipe that put a roofie in her drink last month. She heard of my reputation; hired me to extract a little old school vengeance. I agreed of course. I will remove the whole fucking package for a cocktail. She told me enough about the dude that I knew how to set him up. Met him in a bar, gave him every chance to spike my drink, then switched them when he wasn’t looking so he got the roofie. Why do guys think every chick is a dumb bitch? Well when he woke up strapped to his bed looking at his last victim and the one who just got away, he knew he was the dumb bitch.
Lilly held up the knife and I stuck a little vibe up his ass to get it hard. He was screaming and pleading and apologizing. Even said he would turn himself into the police. Guys will say anything to keep their junk, then go right back to the behavior that got them in trouble in the first place. “The best way to ensure you won’t force yourself on women again, is permanent junk removal,” I said. Lilly put the serrated blade against the base of his worthless pecker, while I had the jaws of life on his balls to bust them.
With devilish glee, I counted, “1,2, 3.” Then it was total carnage. She sliced his pecker off as I crushed his balls. There was a lot more blood than I imagined. Lilly was in awe, not grossed out one bit. She is a natural. We left him there to bleed. I shoved his cock in his mouth as a special touch. He was clearly married by the pictures adorning his wall. I just did his wife a solid. I am sure she would thank me if she was there. I likely did what she has wanted to for years.
I’m a sick bitch who loves blood. I could blow smoke up your ass and tell you I am some philanthropic bad ass who snuffs, maims and tortures to weed out the fucktards in this world, but the truth is, I love to kill and inflict pain. And, I love to make a buck. So, I will be your twisted accomplice for a simple bourbon on the rocks. Let the games begin.