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Auditioning for Snuff Movies

snuff moviesI want to be in snuff movies. I have no desire to be in mainstream movies. Most of my girlfriends have done porn or had bit roles in cheesy B horror films. Me? I have been in much darker, authentic films. The kind of films that make men very wealthy. I know this underground director. I have long tried to get an audition with him. I have fantasized about being on his casting couch. I finally got my audition. I had to bring my A game. I showed up looking sexy. When I got on the stage, I was told I had 20 minutes to convince him I was the right whore for his snuff porn.  I know I am the right whore. I sat in the chair, spread my legs and grabbed a serrated blade laying on the table next to me. I began with licking the blade until I cut my lip. I licked the blood seductively across my lips. I moved the blade down my body, pressing it firmly against my right breast. I sliced off my nipple. When I heard his assistant gasp, I knew I was in the right direction. I did not have forever to audition, so I had to speed up the process by putting the knife between my legs. Blood, my blood, was dripping down my stomach from my severed nipple. The site of the blood made my future director hard. Another good sign. I took the knife and crammed it up my cunt. I am a pain slut. I have never pierced my pussy so deeply with a long blade before, but I was auditioning for a once in a lifetime part. You know. The kind of role a woman is willing to die for. I almost did. I got the part. The die part will have to wait until we begin filming.

Knife Play Phone Sex With a Snuff Victim

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When I woke up the first thing I felt was the cold steel on my skin. You were tracing up and down my naked torso with a very big knife. I knew it was very sharp, too, just from looking at it. You told me that I should be very quiet because if I screamed, you would make sure that that was the last sound that ever came out of my whore mouth. And that’s when you revealed your reasoning for kidnapping me and tying me to this bed – you were mad that I would fuck pretty much anyone but I had turned you down. 

I told you that I would be more than happy to have sex with you if you would just let me go. You said you weren’t into pity fucks and that you were going to stick your dick inside me anyway. You did and when I didn’t start screaming, you held the knife up to my throat and asked if I was scared enough to scream yet. I was and I did. If you would like to hear what happens next, just call me now for some hot and devious knife play phone sex.

Extreme Fantasy Escort Bimbo

I joined an escort service the other night that caters to Rape phone sex fantasies and it’s been full of weird perverts. I think one is a serial killer and he has his eye on me. Like he literally is always staring at me like a side of meat when I attend the Parties. These parties of the Escort services owner are always extravagant and showing off the newest merchandise for their lavish taboo desires. I essentially am a side of meat at these meat market parties. They are sexual perverts with darker needs and I was recruited to be just a fuck doll for snuff movies. The owner always sent a dress to my apartment for the gigs. They are always quality and extremely revealing. The perfect presentation for his multi-million dollar business. These extreme guys pay good money and usually have extravagant bank accounts to meet their play requirements. I am just a side of meat to be fucked and abused. The cost these guys pay includes corpse removal. They think of everything. They have their own shark tank that they need to feed. I am just one of hundreds that have walked through the doors f this fantasy world only to never come out alive.

A Vampire Roleplay Phone Sex Fantasy

roleplay phone sexI love a hot roleplay phone sex call. I enjoy being an age play accomplice, but I am best at being the victim. That is because I am a stupid whore. I have one caller I adore because he mixes my love for vampires with my love for snuff. I have long been fascinated with vampires. They are better than zombies or any other creature. They are hot as fuck. They are horny as fuck and they promise you immortality. My last call was a hot fantasy. One I wish could happen. I was out in the middle of a forest alone in the dark of night. I was snooping for evidence of vampires rumored to be living in a castle nearby. I thought I was being stealth, but I was being dumb. Vampires come out at night looking for food. I should have been snooping in the sunlight. I was startled by a hand on my shoulder and a deep voice telling me I was trespassing. I was immobilized by fear. When I turned around, I saw a handsome man. I was not as scared anymore. That was until I saw his fangs gleaming in the moonlight. I gasped, stumbled backyards and fell to the ground. I was not escaping. As he looked me in the eyes, I felt his spell. I was not going anywhere. He made me a proposition. Well, less a proposition and more a last wish. He would let me have one more orgasm before he killed me. I pleaded to become a vampire. Living dead is better than snuff dead, right? His fingers entered my pussy as his fangs came out, poised over my neck. I tried not to cum, but I am a snuff whore and a vampire slut. I came so hard and at the same time, his sharp fangs pierced my neck. I felt my blood trickling down my neck. As I begged to live with him forever, he drained my blood just enough to turn me. I am now a vampire bride and eager for my next hot fantasy phone sex call.

Snuff Porn Fixations

Snuff Porn In the black of night I still hear her screams as she becomes the latest snuff porn victim added to my wall of little whores! She is barely breathing and blood coats her body like a thin sheen of sweat. I never stop to be remorseful, as my pulse quickens. Every little fuck hole has been ripped open and I cleaned the cum from her already and smoothened her in her own blood but still she looks delightful and tasty! She looked dead for the finale of our kill movie but she is still holding on. Her body is almost lifeless and I can barely see the movement of her chest as she takes shallow breaths. One of those rare fighters that just won’t die, and credit is due. I have inflicted more pain then most young mortals can stand and Yet still she hangs on to her pathetic little life. Blood pools on the Grassy top of her parents grave. I need to taste a heart that’s still beating. I say a prayer to the Dark God to thank him for my feats and to tell him another soul has been claimed! I hope she frolics with the demons and as I tear into the beating flesh of her heart her eyes open and I know she can see right in my dark heart!

Snuff Sex Fantasy Cum True

snuff sexIt was a snuff sex getaway. I planned it. I was going away to my cabin in the woods with a man I met in a sadistic room. Redditt has a dark fantasies room and we met there. His niece is precocious for her age. A total little slut despite being a schoolgirl still. I hatched a plan. He wanted to fuck her more than anything. He told me enough details that I was able to arrange a special surprise for him. One that would take all suspicion off him when she turned up missing.  I arranged everything without his knowledge. When we arrived at the cabin, his surprise was naked and tied spread eagle to the bed. She was still passed out from the drugs I gave her. I wanted her to wake up and see her uncle. The expression on his face was priceless. The hard dick in his pants was too. I mean, if I offered you your darkest fantasy with none of the risk, would you do what you always wanted to do? Think about it. Your rape phone sex fantasies cum true. My male friend was so happy. He never asked me a single question. He just pulled his cock out and started fucking his super young niece. She bled. She cried. She got fucked. She died too. She knew him. He was rough enough on her holes that there would be no logical reason for her to have so much damage to her little pussy and ass. She would tell her folks and my friend would be public enemy number one without a doubt. I told him he did not have to be gentle because I would get rid of her little body. He fucked her for hours until his sister texted him that she was missing. While he was helping search for his niece, I was getting rid of her remains so she would never be found again. I am a great friend. I am the best accomplice phone sex partner.

Making Teen Rape Porn

teen rape pornI was hired for a teen rape porn. No. I was not the star. I am never a victim even though some stupid asshole calls me weekly and thinks he can make me pant like a dog or force fuck me. That shit never flies with me. I put myself on the dark net as a director for private films. Men have been hiring me during this pandemic for all sorts of kinky films. The one I made this weekend was extremely taboo because the man hired me to kill his own daughter. The kicker. She was pregnant with his spawn. Daddy could not just jack off to rape phone sex fantasies about his princess. He force fucked her one night and the next month there was proof of his bad deed. I had to make her death look random. He also needed me to make sure the body was never found because they can test DNA even after death. She was fun. Not easy either. She was fighting for two. When she gave me a good fight, I caught her off guard when I played the recording of her daddy ordering her death. The shock let me get the upper hand back. I had her restrained. Cute little thing. I could see why her daddy wanted to fuck her. Tiny, young waif. No doubt her cunt was super tight. Too bad I had to snuff her out. I could get a primo price selling her to flesh traffickers. That is when I spun the wheels. I made a few calls. I killed a look a like slut. A used up slut who could no longer bring my flesh dealer top dollar. So, we traded. I profited off two teen whores. I took care of each man’s girl troubles. My client’s princess is on her way to being fuck meat for rich foreign men. She well birth that brat and the brat will be sold too. She will never make it back to the US, so I was confident telling him she is gone for good. I gave him a snuff porn with a lookalike being slaughtered and dismembered. With all that blood, he would never be able to recognize his sweet princes.

Cannibalism Phone Sex: Surviving in the Apocalypse

cannibalism phone sexAre you into cannibalism phone sex fantasies? I love consuming the flesh of losers and worthless cunts. Cannot serve me in life? You can serve me in the afterlife by being a tasty meal. I have decided that I am ready for the zombie apocalypse. I have been honing my survival skills since the pandemic altered our way of living. I can live off the grid. And, since I do not eat animals, I decided I could eat mammals instead if chaos breaks out. Humans are inferior to animals any day. And all humans are inferior to me. I saw this little cock teasing hitchhiker. I rarely pick up strangers, but I am testing my survival skills because the zombie apocalypse is coming. She was a stupid cunt. Skinny bitch. She would not make a good meal, but her kill was about proving I could survive on human flesh more than having a satisfying meal. I snapped her neck while driving down an old country road. I was not going to cook her at home like I have with other snuff sex meals. This was a test that I could survive in a desolate world. I dragged her lifeless body out of the car and tossed her around my neck because she did not weigh 100 pounds. I tossed her carcass on the ground and built a fire. I built that fire caveman style using sticks, stones and some dried leaves. Once the fire was rolling, I shoved a branch up her dead ass and roasted her like a marshmallow. Did not take long to cook her being that she was so skinny. Like I said, not my first choice for dinner, but when the apocalypse arrives, you eat when the opportunity presents itself. I ate every inch of her and used her bones to carve some spears. Bring on the zombie apocalypse. This taboo phone sex bitch is ready.

Knife Play Phone Sex for My Weapon of Choice

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex because knives are my weapon of choice. There are so many more uses for a knife than any other weapon. Plus, knives take skill. Anyone with semi-decent aim can shoot a person and kill him or her instantly. Where is the fun in that though? I like the hunt. I enjoy the kill. To fully enjoy any kill, I need it to be prolonged. A bullet to the head and he or she is dead. A knife wound though, well that can take an eternity to bring your victim to his or her demise. Knives have many more uses too. That is why they are my first choice when it comes to weapons of destruction. Knife play phone sex is my favorite for a reason. So many more ways to kill, maim and torture. A gun, not so much variety. I guess you could hit some one in the head with the gun and you could shoot some non-fatal areas like feet and arms to drag out the pain. If you want your victim to endure pain for hours, even days, a knife should be your weapon of choice too. Let me tell you about my victims this week. I was an equal opportunity killer. I killed a young cunt and a 40 something year old predator. Let us start with the girl. She was a young cock tease. She looked like one of those beauty pageant girls. I called her Little Miss Sunshine. She did not look so good once I was done with her because I used my knives to destroy her body. I carved her flesh. I stabbed her cunt. I slit her wrists. I cut off her beautiful blonde locks she was so proud of. I bloodied her little body. Pure torture with a variety of knives. She screamed for hours. And once she died, I used a big ass knife to decapitate her and dismember her little limbs. Now, for the old pervert. I used my weapon of choice to castrate him. I took his balls first then I cut his entire body. Little slits in his flesh head to toe. Then, I coated his body in honey and left him outside for the animals to eat alive. Knife play phone sex is just so much more fun than any other weapon. I love my knives. Knives make torture and murder more fun and turn killing into an art form. What is your weapon of choice and who is your victim of choice?

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Sex with Dead Bodies Because a Heartbeat is Overrated

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A heartbeat is overrated. That is why I prefer sex with dead bodies. The dead do not spoon. The dead do not want to know how your day was. The dead do not cheat on you. The dead do not argue. The dead do not try to control you either. When I was a young girl, I was a serial killer in the making. I did not harm animals, though. It is not that I do not value life. I just so not value HUMAN life. And with the way the world is now, I value it even less and I did not think that was possible. Every week, I hunt a few trolls on the Internet and have some sex with dead bodies. It is so easy to catfish a troll, especially in times like these. Internet trolls are basically the same. Underachieving males who cannot get over how bad their lives turned out. Now, they are middle-aged, hiding behind a computer and feel threatened by strong dominant women. I have a fake profile. I am not on social media because I give a fuck what you had for dinner or what your fuck trophy did at school. I am on social media to stir up shit and hunt. Bruce was my latest victim. I had been watching him bully women for weeks who did not agree with him. He was easy to catfish. My fake profile does not look fake. I have years of pictures and over a thousand “friends.” Mostly losers like Bruce who troll women to make themselves feel better about their sorry little lives. I am not Pro-life. I will kill anyone at any age who gets on my nerves. But I chimed in that he was so right. Fed his tiny little ego while I plotted making his heart stop beating. We met up Friday night. He was repulsive. A fat fuck with a dick as small as his pea brain I was certain. I skipped the sex with dead bodies fun with him because even when I stopped his heart, he still grossed me out. He never saw it coming. I made him think he was getting some Goth pussy, but I gutted him like the pig he was instead. I castrated his loser balls too. He screamed like banshee. I will admit, my cunt got wet. Not from his screams. Not because of any necrophilia fun. My cunt got wet because I stopped the heartbeat of a complete loser and his heartbeat was overrated. Is yours?

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