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Lets snuff some bitch

Snuff phone sex

I want to help you go get a little fucking slut tonight. I wanna pick out a perfect girl for us to enjoy together, and when I say enjoy I really mean tearing her insides out and shoving them up my cunt while she watches and bleeds out. Hehe. Is that to much for you daddy? I like to be really nasty and I make sure that of course your pleased with my sick ways.

I will take her blood and use it to stroke your cock while you make a slit right in her brain, so you can fuck her skull and cum all in her brain. Does that sound good baby? I want to see you get off in her dumb little dead skull.

She should have locked her windows

snuff pornI was bored last night so I went out looking for some fun. I was just walking around, not really sure what I was looking for exactly, I figured I would know it when I see it you know? Well just as I was about to give up and go home I noticed this bitch sleeping in a first floor bedroom with her window wide open! Bitch didn’t even have a fucking screen up! It was like she was an offering for me, too good of an opportunity to pass up! I slipped into the window soundlessly and looked around for something to tie her up, I settled on a pair of her own tights and tied her to her bed frame while she was asleep and then slapped her awake. She was shocked and scared, stupid bitch even pissed her fucking bed she was so scared but I didn’t let that stop me. I took my time with her, slicing, dicing and in general just fucking her up. By the time I was thru with her, there were body parts strewn across the room and the whole place looked like a slaughterhouse!

Castration Phone Sex: Lorena Bobbitt is My Hero

castration phone sexHave you been searching for castration phone sex? You may have read it is my speciality. I am a sick bitch. My personal hero is Lorena Bobbit. She didn’t take the balls, she took the whole damn dick! I channeled my hero this weekend. I was at this new Goth club. Normally, ass wipe, douche bag hipsters don’t frequent such clubs, but I found the one who did. From his skinny jeans to his cheesy pornstache, he annoyed the fuck out of me. Out of all the punk princesses in the club, he fixated on me. He took my blunt “Get the fuck out of my face” statement as flirting. I don’t flirt. I either fuck you, kill you or castrate you. He ordered a Pabst Blue Ribbon beer. Dude, what the fuck? This is like an Absinthe kind of place. He was the biggest tool I have encountered in a long time. I decided to castrate him in the bathroom. I would cut his balls off and pin them to the bathroom wall as a warning to other guys that this is not a pick-up bar. I made him think he was getting lucky in the bathroom, but it was me who was getting lucky. I told him to show me his cock and balls. When he unzipped his pants, I pulled out his cock. As I was getting ready to slice his ball sack off, I slipped. I took more than the tip! I ended up Lorena Bobbitting him. His pecker was sliced clear off. Blood was spurting all over the bathroom floors and walls. It was a happy accident! I thought perhaps I should call for help. I mean that can kill a guy. I just walked out of the bathroom, with his pecker in my purse. I drove home and fed it to my Pitbull. Next day I heard about a man found in a pool of blood in a new club missing his penis. There was a large search for his severed dick.  I just laughed and patted my dog’s head.

I will cut off your balls!

Having a sub who wants me to cut off his balls is one of my ultimate fantasies. If you are begging for it because you do not feel manly enough, think your cock is too small or just feel like a useless sissy bitch… I am always willing to be the one to pull the trigger on that type of fantasy. It actually gets me really hot and wet to think about all of that blood dripping out of your balls after I take a big pair of scissors and just squeeze together as your flesh separates.

Bloody phone sex

Or maybe we even put them on the butcher block and I take a nice sharp clever as I make you look down at those ridiculous things while I let the clever drop and cut them from your body, as it emasculate you and proves what a worthless piece of shit you are. I can even shove them into your asshole and then make you fuck me with your tongue, humiliating you as your screams echo into my cunt while I make you use that pain to make me feel good and get me off.

Goth Teen Phone Sex

Goth teen phone sexHe was so weird, from the very moment he picked me up. I mean, I still rode into town with him, because a ride’s a ride, and I’ve ridden with some real weirdos before, so he wasn’t off-the-charts weird. He brought me back to his apartment, which was above someone’s garage, and let me use his shower. As I was finishing up, drying off and what have you, he knocked and asked if he could watch me put on my makeup and fix my hair before I got dressed. I figured it was a small price to pay for a ride and a clean body, considering. So, I let him in, and then sat naked on his counter as I started my makeup. I’d hardly gotten my mascara on when I realized he was sitting there jacking off to me doing my makeup. Every new item I used made his cock jump, as I watched him in that same mirror I was using for my makeup. Just as I finished my face, he pulled me off the counter, yanked back on my hair, and drilled deep into me, his other hand coming to my throat to stop any possible sounds. I fought against the hand that was keeping me from breathing, but he had a hell of a grip on me. I was starting to black out…

Mutilation Phone Sex with Marley

Mutilation phone sexHe’d picked me up and taken me back to a warehouse. I thought I was safe, since there were so many people around. He offered to feed me, so I stuck around. When everyone else had gone home for the evening, I started to get a little worried, but….food! He told me he had a kitchen toward the back of the warehouse, and that we could go back there and he’d cook up something delicious for me. Instead, what I found as he locked the door behind us was another girl a bit younger than me. She was on the floor crying quietly, and he introduced me to “my little sister”. I knew right then that something really bad was coming. He made me play with her – her tits, ass, and pussy – before making her do all the same things to me. Then, he had her tie me up and shove a pole right up my cunt. He stood that pole up in a hole in the ground, and I dangled on it, feet maybe an inch from the ground. I could feel the pole trying to work its way into my cervix from my own weight pressing down on it. Then, he broke out a huge blade, and a welding torch. He held the blade up to that flame until it was red-hot. Then, as she watched on in horror, and I watched as though I was not even in my own body, he started at my feet, cutting my body into pieces. I watched my feet fall to the ground, then my calves, then my thighs. The pain wasn’t even registering after the first one. Then, he was at my belly….

Snuff Porn

snuff pornI was hired to make a snuff porn. I have a reputation as a no taboos freak. For some coke and some money to buy coke, I will do the kinds of fetish films other women refuse to do. I am not proud. Snuff films aren’t real anyway. It’s fake blood and guts, like a horror film. I showed up at the address the casting agent gave me. It didn’t look like any set I had seen, and I have been on a few. In fact, I saw no one else. I wondered if I had the right address. I had no cell reception, so I couldn’t text or even call anyone. I walked around a bit, then saw the house. It looked like a horror film house, so I assumed that was the place to be. I walked in, called out for anyone. No one responded. I walked around a bit. No electricity. The house was covered in cob webs. No one has been in this place for decades was my guess. I used the light on my iPhone to illuminate my way. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw him. A shadowy figure; menacing. Tall, maybe deformed. I heard the chainsaw and I shit my pants. Was this the movie? Or was this my own Texas Chainsaw Nightmare? I ran. Ran smack into a room of dead dismembered bodies. Even high, I am scrappy. I buried myself under a pile of limbs to hide. I was fucked up, but this didn’t feel like a snuff movie. This felt like death. I laid motionless in the dark under a pile of bloody limbs wishing this was a bad dream. I heard foot steps, but I couldn’t see anything. Then, I head the mysterious figure say, “Are you ready to die Blair?” At that moment the chainsaw came crashing down thru the dead bodies. Blood splattered, I felt pain then everything went dark.

Snuff Porn with Venus

snuff pornDo you watch snuff porn? I used to all the time. Now, I make it. I’ve had my eye on this young whore. She cock teases all the men at the mall. She is a mall rat. The few times I go there, she is always there doing the same thing. Flirting with old perverts for free Starbucks’ drinks and food from the food court. She was going to be pregnant and on welfare soon. The mall is my favorite hunting ground. This little teen dream was easy prey too. I told her I was a casting scout for a SyFy Channel movie that was filming in town in a month. I had her come out to my car for a script and card. I pushed her in the trunk and drove to my old abandoned house I inherited. It looks so old and creepy on the outside, no one ever goes near the place. There are rumors of it being haunted by dead prisoners because my grandpa was an executioner at the old prison. It was his house and he was known to take home memorabilia when the prison was shut down. It is just local urban lore, but I love that it has a haunted house story associated with it. Its been my kill pad for a decade now. It was a secret basement underneath the real basement that is sound proof. That is where I make snuff movies. It is all set up with an old execution chair and table where the coroner would pronounce a death row inmate dead. Its prison furniture from the 50s. Super cool, super creepy. I brought my little whore out of the trunk and strapped her to the table. She screamed bloody murder. Her screams of fear made me wet. She called me a liar, but I told her she was the star of my own killer production. I told her to smile for the camera, then I dismembered her with a rusty chainsaw. So bloody and gruesome. I felt like Jigsaw.

The Private Collection

 

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I woke up in a dark room. Looking around for any way to turn lights on, I was completely faded.
I guess there was something in that last drink at the bar? I kept walking around the dark room, totally blacked out.
I kept feeling weird fleshy pieces along the walls that were sticking out but didn’t think much of it until the lights came on.
Once I could see what I had been touching, I couldn’t help but vomit all over the floor. It was cocks.
Thousands and thousands of cocks attached to the walls. Suddenly I couldn’t help myself, noticing they were all hard.
I had to fuck those cocks.
I ran around the room like a crazy nympho bitch, pleasuring myself on all the dicks. Cumming over and over
on each dick. All the beautiful dead man’s cocks, every nationality. A rainbow of orgasms waiting to happen.
After exhausting myself, I opted to take a nap. That’s when the lights went out again. I wonder what will be there
when I wake up this time? Or do you think my privates will become apart of this gallery on this next run?
I guess when I wake up, we’ll find out. 😉

Killer Phone Sex for a Worthless Whore

killer phone sexHe asked me if I wanted to have killer phone sex. I thought that just meant really hot fucking. Stupid me. I should have known a worthless dumb piece of shit would not get great sex. The moment I arrived all dolled up, he smacked my face telling me I looked like a whore. He made me take my makeup and clothes off. Next thing, he had a spreader bar between my legs and a ball gag in my mouth. My hands were handcuffed. He called in some friends to use his whore date. They looked at me like vultures before they had their way with my fuck holes for some gangbang rape porn. My so called date kept telling me I was just a fuck hole, a cum dump, and a toilet. Yes, they pissed all over me too. It was a long, horrific and humiliating night. They ravaged my cunt and ass with their cocks, fists and household objects so I was gaped and swollen, even bloody. They laughed at my tears. I was a prisoner all night. Bound, gagged, restrained, urinated on and force fucked, is just what a stupid whore gets. I needed to be reminded I am not the kind of woman men date. I am the kind of whore they use.