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It Was Like Watching Snuff Porn

snuff pornAnd we waited…. She finally woke in a state of panic. She jerked her arms and legs but couldn’t get loose from the binds. Daddy just smiled as she started screaming and crying as nobody could hear this sweet little thing way back in Daddy’s workshop. Besides he likes the screaming and crying, makes it all that more exciting to him. He started by biting her little buds, drawing blood and leaving teeth marks as he went from breast to breast. It’s like I was watching a snuff porn of sorts. He shoved his rock-hard cock in her little, tight, bald pussy. She screamed in pain as he kept ramming until he was finally all the way inside her. He then started pounding her relentlessly, so hard and so fast, blood was running down her legs. He tore that little girl’s pussy up. He hopped up on the table and stuck his beast deep in her throat, causing her to gag and throw up. After unloading in her mouth, he removed his puke covered cock and turned her over and stuck it right in her tight little asshole using the throw up as a lube. I could feel my pussy getting so wet as I watched. I watched in anticipation as he continued to fuck every hole that little thing had, over and over. Finally, she lay there silently as all her will to fight had been taken. He then motioned me over and I climbed on top of her and he fucked me deep in my pussy with his puke, blood covered dick bringing me to an almost instant explosion. He decided to leave her there for a while just in case he wanted to play some more. So, baby what do you say, want to have some naughty nasty accomplice phone sex?

Cooking With Daddy Pt. One

Cannibalism phone sexI stalked this chunky bitch for weeks. Playing the sweet, caring, and attractive friend always in her corner. Always meeting for coffee after her classes pretending I had some on the other side of campus. She was a little naïve but daddy picked her specifically for her meat, not her brains. For as long as I can remember daddy every few months needed a little taste of long pig. Trained me to be the perfect lure. Here I was extending an invitation to this fat piggy to come over for dinner, insisting that she come over early so we can study. Thankfully this was coming to an end, I hate pretending to give a shit about the feelings and thoughts of an entrée. It’s understandable why this piggy was selected; her thighs alone have plenty of meat enough to last for days. I’m starting to think maybe Daddy is planning a dinner party with this one. I’ve been taking her out to eat for the past few nights, encouraging her to fill up with plenty of savory foods. Daddy has a list of restaurants that he believes helps with flavorization and fattening up of course. It will be go-time in just a few days, I better go recipe a great stuffing for this one. Yum.

The basement

evil phone sexI want you to punish me . I really don’t care how you do it . One time I found myself all tied up in a basement . At first they started to whip me along my back with belts . It hurt a lot but as time went on I learned to love to be punished ! Then they grabbed a knife and started digging it in my skin . They loved to see me cry . I still don’t know who but he slipped my pants down and started fucking me . His big thick cock tore me a little and he shoved a sock in my mouth and gagged me with it . The entire time that same knife was inching into my skin . I am such a whore for the pain . I started Cuming each time he dug it into me all the while struggling to breath . It was fucking paradise .I don’t know if its because I started begging for it or maybe the moaning but they let me go . And now no one wants to punish or play with me .

Evil Phone Sex Torture Chamber

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I’ve been in this torture chamber for a long time now. There has been no concept of time for me for a while, so I really have no idea how long it’s been. It started when I was a sweet, unassuming waitress in a diner and this guy kept coming in and sitting in my section. He sweet-talked me and eventually, I felt like I knew him well enough to go over to his house to hang out with him. That turned out to be a big mistake, because as soon as I started drinking the drink he gave me, I knew that he’d drugged me.

I woke up in a dungeon and it wasn’t one of those sexy ones that are trendy now. I saw him walking toward me with nipple clamps and he put them on me and they were so tight it made me cry and I saw blood trickle down my tit. It was then that I realized my legs were strapped down and I was spread-eagle and couldn’t move. He took a clamp and put it on my clit and it made me scream. But as he told me, nobody could hear me. That was just the very beginning of what he did to me. If you want to hear more, call me for evil phone sex!

He Said They Are Better Cold

Blasphemy phone sexDeath follows me around like a lost pet I’m starting to believe. Somehow I’m always attracted to the most devious and evil of souls. As I watch him hunched over his latest victim breathing deeply after unloading deep inside him, I’m both disturbed and jealous of the lifeless corpse. He’s different….I mean each master I’ve followed and served all had a perverse way about them each unique in their own way. Him however he doesn’t want to be called master, he prefers I can him “The Idol”. Enjoys being viewed as a unique bringer of death. However I’m starting to think death stays by my side. Maybe I’m slowly sinking into blasphemous thoughts of my own, I’m nobody. Death wouldn’t be my friend, or companion. Yet here he is draining and crumbled over another dumb slut I lured to him. Oh yes, I was going to mention what made him so unique it’s the way he defiles them. The Idol likes to drain them of most of their blood quickly, so as the warmest fades the pussy can still get wet just colder. He claims they feel better cold and dead around his cock. I’m a follower of “The Idol” now he tells me, though I’m not sure what that means. Do I serve him or is something more sinister lurking beneath the surface. It’s too late to save me. My soul is lost either way.

Bloody Butchering During Accomplice Phone Sex

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Accomplice phone sex turns me the fuck on! I’m not a super horny bitch like some of these sluts, and I hate vanilla fucks. I have to use Fetlife to find some sick sadist to keep up with what this pussy needs. I need violence and blood to fuck. I love using a steaming, streaming flow of crimson lube to get a cock in me. I’m a dark, sadistic Demoness. I love to pick my accomplice for the night; usually a sexy piece of meat who’s got at least brawns if not brains. I can plan enough on my own if my new little pet can take directions.


I like to pick out the perfect prey to play with. I love a nasty, non consensual threesome with some slutty little bitch, or dirty broad. Some of my pets like to capture male playthings, and torment them in ways beyond imagination. What do I like? Baby I’m a fan of bloody butchering and nasty necro scenes. I like to drown innocent angels in gasoline, and sacrifice little virgin bitches to Baphomet himself. If you think you can keep up, and you want some demonic gothic pussy, you know where to find me lurking the streets.

P Daddy Was My Accomplice

accomplice phone sexSo, daddy has me working the clubs for some extra cash and to find some nasty druggy sluts to fuck up. Lucky for me I have a special friend I will just call P Daddy that is my accomplice. Last night me and PD spotted a girl from his work trying to score some drugs from a regular. He followed her out and there in the car with her were her brats. He kept her talking until I got a break and then I joined him. We convinced her to take us back to her office for some cash to keep our mouths quiet. We had other things in mind though. When we got there, we walked in with her little shits in tow and as she went to get some cash, we decided that we were going to get those little things ready for some fun time. She walked in and was shocked to see them sitting at the table. We told her that in exchange for not turning her in we didn’t want her cash, we wanted to fuck her and all her little rug rats. We started with her and as she undressed and got on the table I climbed on her chest and put my juicy wet pussy in her face. I pushed her face deep into my cunt and as she was eating my cunt PD lifted her legs and started fucking her. I mean hard, balls deep too. She cried as her cuties watched on and that just made us violate her more. When we were done with her PD smiled and told her it was now her little shits turn. The things we forced her to do with her brats was incredible and you are going to be rock hard and shooting cum before I am finished telling you.

Killer Phone Sex Victim

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The other night, I had a dream that would make a killer phone sex fantasy. Literally. I was dating this guy and he told me that he’d been having some pretty dark fantasies. I asked what he meant, and he leaned over and kissed me and told me that he’d been thinking about kidnapping a girl with me. When I wanted to know what we were going to do with her once we got her into our possession, he told me that we were going to force fuck her together and then snuff her out. I was very excited by this and fucked him right there.

While he fucked me, he told me that he wanted me to wear a strap-on and he’d push her down onto me and then he was going to ravage her ass from behind. He said that he hoped I wasn’t grossed out by blood, and when I asked why, he pulled out a big, shiny knife and told me that when he busted his nut in her ass, he was going to slice her throat and that the blood was going to get all over me. He did just that, and he just pushed her off me and started kissing me. It was delicious and I woke up and masturbated. Wanna join me for some more?

The Devils In The Details: Snuff Movies

The Devil’s in the details is an idiom used by Nietzsche, a German Philosopher. When it comes to Snuff Movies, this saying can play out well. You see, when staging a snuff kind of movie as a fake, there are details that may be overlooked. You overlook something small and suddenly that faking of something you don’t understand can turn on you. You end up with an accident you were not prepared for. When it’s a film that you actually plan for the murderous ending, which is true snuff then, well you are just the Devil. Me, I am the Devil’s advocate in many ways. I love to provoke in the sense of a sinfully delicious way.

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Luring young things and in the midst of the torture sex with their crying and pleading I start to interrogate them. Like what did you seriously expect to happen you dumb little cunt or asshole? Like you think anything good is going to come out of your offering for something you never earned or deserved? Please! You are the most pathetic little fucking cunt or loser. I will laugh at the piece of fuck meat and bring in the bull cocks to destroy it. I get my fun in working them up into the scared bleating little sheep they become. The lamb to the slaughter. I am the executioner and the sexy sweet lure. I am the embodiment of evil.

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Your life is like that of an ants. Worthless in a sea of millions just like you. You are not a unique little flower that needs to be cultivated like an Orchid. You are just another in the experiment of some biological formation put here like a fucking rat in a maze. Dangling things in front of you and taking notes of your reactions. The worst part of this experiment is this damned society of followers that all think the same. You deserve to be the star of my snuff sex experiment. I take into consideration every possible outcome and detail. My incinerator is always burning.

Domination Phone Sex for Money or Coke

domination phone sexI need domination phone sex. I am a slave. I am a submissive whore. I am just here for men to use. I hope that I may get some coke out of it, but that is not always the case. I was desperate for money. I could not trade my holes for coke. I had to hook on the street. Me. A suburban housewife with two teen sons and a lawyer husband on the street corners hooking with street urchins. I was clean and fresh looking. No needle tracks. No signs of a pimp beating the crap out of me. The guy that offered me $500 seemed nice. We went to his office because he is married, and it was too cold for the car. I knew it was not safe, but I owe a dealer a lot of money and he is at the break your bones or pay up stage. I was just getting money anyway I could without my husband knowing. My “John” stripped me naked and made me crawl around his office floor. He hurled insult after insult. When he reveled a hidden door, I got scared. It was a dungeon. One full of whips and chains and other BDSM equipment. He paddled me until my ass was raw. He told me he was married but needed an outlet for his violent phone sex fantasies. I tried explaining I was not a whore, but he said I was on a street corner hustling for money; therefore, I was a whore. After about an hour of spanking me raw, he brought his cock into the fun. He skull fucked me so hard I puked. He just laughed because that was what he was hoping for. His cock was big and thick, but I am a big dick sucker. It was the force and the hatefulness that made me puke. I passed out a few times, but he would just piss on me, revive me and do it all over again. He offered me a $1000 for 4 hours tomorrow. I was desperate. I agreed. I may not survive it though.

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