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Gothic Phone Sex Bitch Loves Behead Execution Snuff Porn

gothic phone sex knife tortureGothic phone sex means you are looking for darker fantasies. I’m not a vanilla phone sex whore. I don’t deliver GFE fantasies, unless your perfect girl is a knife wielding anti social sadistic bitch. You don’t watch the Notebook with me. I’m more into behead execution snuff porn. I want to see blood. I want to see stupid ass whores running around with their heads cut off. Sometimes though finding a real good snuff porn is hard to find. They all look so staged and the blood is fake looking. But if I’m your sidekick, I will suggest we just make our own movie. Just need a bitch you hate, or maybe some stray we find on the side of the road. I will bring my camera and my knife collection and we will have ourselves a party. Think of all the fun we can have torturing a stupid cunt first. Slicing off tits, labia lips, her clit, before we behead her and see if she still runs around! The sick shit we can do to a worthless whore is endless. I know I have a lots of bitches and a few bastards I’d love to see in homemade snuff movies.

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I die, They cheer…

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So I was lost in this big foreign city while I was hitchhiking across europe. I couldn’t read any of the signs cause it was all in another language. My friends had all split, leaving me on my own in the dark. I was heading down a street when this guy came up to me. He asked me if I was lost and I nodded. Just my luck that he knew english. He told me he was taking me some place I could rest and then he’d help take me back to my friends in the morning. It wasn’t safe in the dark, there were creatures out. Crazy old world crap. LOL Like there are monsters and such.

The place he took me was some kind of theater and we went in the back where I got to meet many of his friends. Lovely folks in costumes as they were putting on a show this evening. They said I could watch. So setting my stuff down, I moved to the side stage behind the curtains to watch. It was a little silly as they were all pretending they were playing vampires or something like that. Then I felt someone grab my wrist and they pulled me out onto the stage.

The lights were blinding for a moment as my clothes were ripped from my body. They were saying something about a sacrifice and a feeding. A group of them surrounded my body. I cried out for help from the crowd, but they laughed as they thought I was part of the show. Then I felt teeth. Looking to my wrist, there was the guy that had pulled me off the street, he had sunk his teeth into my wrist and was drinking it. Then someone else bit into my skin and I cried out. More teeth, more pain as they drank from me till I started getting cold and shaking. These vampire freaks were draining me dry… to the sound of people laughing and clapping..

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snuff phone sexI’m cornered. I feel his foul breath, reeking of ass and beer. He pinches my tit, hard. I whimper and he smiles. But this is no movie. This is one of those real life snuff porn movies and I’m a victim.
He runs the blade up under my clothes, cutting me from waist to neck. I feel the blood begin to flow. He rubs his fingers through the wound and brings them to my mouth. I refuse to open and he punches me, knocking out my teeth. I suck them, feeling the blood trickling down my throat. His cock is rigid now and pushing into my gaping stomach wound. I scream in pain as his meat blade cuts into my liver, severing my kidneys with a hard thrust. I’m bleeding internally now, my lungs filling up with fluid. I gurgle deep in my throat as I began to convulse. I drop to my knees.
My dying gasps make him more excited. He needs his release. He stabs me right between my huge tits, carving a pussy into my chest cavity. He stuffs his cock deep into the bleeding hole, feeling my heart beating against his cock. Ramming himself into me, he empties his balls into my dying heart, the last beat squeezing the cum from his cock.
As my dead body hits the floor, he decides to save it for later tonight, when the moon is full….

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Knife play phone sex

He wanted to make a movie. He said he wanted to watch us fuck forever. As we were making out things started to get kinky. I am down for some spanking, but he bit me. This fucker took a chunk of skin off of my body! I tried to get away from him. I tried scream but he stopped me. Feeling the cold steal of his knife against my throat made me shake. He gagged me and tied me up to the bed. I did not know I was going to star in some snuff porn movies. He stuck me with one of my needles, He knows I am a junkie whore. He got me so fucking high, I couldn’t move. I had to sit there and watch as he started to slice the word SLUT into my chest. I never took his threats for real, I thought he was just a twisted fucker who wanted to meet up. This fucker was going to make sure I never left this hotel room again.

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I gave her what she really deserved

snuff sexI watched from behind the crime scene tape as the body was put into the body bag and loaded. Watched as the photographer took pictures of where the body was, the chalk outline turning red with the blood on the ground. Everyone was talking, wondering who this monster was and why this had happened. I touched my pussy; it was hot and wet… the thrill of it all turning me on like crazy. It’s so funny, standing here and watching all the commotion, they have not a clue that the person they are looking for it right there, loving every moment of it and knowing damn well that you’ll never in a million years suspect me. It all happened earlier as a typical night for me, I was bored and decided to go out to the bar to see what dumb little victim I could find… it didn’t take long either. This chick was yelling and clearly drunk, trying to start fights with other men and stumbling all over the place. I knew it was only a matter of time before she was kicked out. And as usual, I was right. She left, with of course a scene as they always do. I followed from not too far behind knowing a female like me causes absolutely no suspicion in all these dumb bitches these days. I guess she went to go puke in a corner of a very dark alley, I followed quietly behind. This bitch didn’t even notice me, but she sure did notice when I quickly sliced her throat. She couldn’t even scream. I sliced it only enough to where she would slowly bleed out, giving me just enough time to have my fun with this dumb fucking whore. I slid her panties down her legs she stared at me wide-eyed and gurgling, I just had to let her know that she wasn’t my first victim and that she wouldn’t be my last, just in time to give her what she really deserved.

Taboo Phone Sex; Firefighter’s Are Not Always For Good

I went with him just to check it out. I was not quiet sure what he was talking about, because when ht talked about it, it was like it was a living being. The way that it moved, the way that it danced, he told me it made love to him. Fire, was his love, his one and only true love beside the sweet release of his cock as he shoved his hand inside of a young cunt turning her into his own little puppet. There was a devious grin that grew across his face as he mentioned that. He wanted to tell me his story, to show me how it all worked. He wanted me to make him and his wife infamous. I could only assume that he was talking about the red, orange and yell flame since he had not drawn his eyes off of the gun metal black zippo since he pulled it out of his pocket. I must say, I was very intrigued. I was a fan of all thing taboo phone sex so any new way to go about playtime with little girlies was good to me.

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We showed up at a house and sat out in his truck. He was one of those volunteer firefighters. He had the light bar on the top of his truck so no one ever really thought twice about him being anywhere. Inside a house was a family who seemed as sweet as any nasty disgusting family could be. He began to tell me about them and then got to the precious little brat. I could see the cock grow in his pants as he went on about her. She was sweetly innocent, and I adored that. We waited till everyone fell asleep. Mommy and Daddy argued and we could see the little runt crying in her room. He felt sympathy for her, wanted to save her, lover her like a man should love something so tiny and decadent. He spoke of her like he talked about his love of fire. Once everyone was down we lept into action. He put something around the house, possibly lint, just under the parents window and on top of their roof. 

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He them lit it and placed his zippo into his pocked replacing it with his phone. “Hello I would like to report a fire,” he said reporting the address and then removing the sim card tossing it into the already rapidly burning flame. He had informed me the earlier that day he destroyed part of the structure in their attic. He said that way their door and ceiling would collapse over the parents almost instantly trapping them inside. He told me to wait outside, I hummed my own song listening to their screams. I could see the mother’s boiling flesh as she through herself against  the window unable to break the glass. He came out with the little girl tossed over his shoulder and placed her in the back of the king cab truck. 

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We were surrounded by emergency vehicles soon. I stayed in the back with the girl, holding a tank of oxygen to her face like her ordered. The cock ass ran in with the group. They thought he pulled up when the rest of them did. It was actually ingenuous if you ask me. No one knew anything different. The windows on the truck were tinted so dark that you could not see. Not that anyone was looking anyway. Once he was done he got in and we drove back to his place. She was his little present now. I recorded as he began to feel on her, listening to her whimper. He assured her the she would love his pet snake. She did not have an option, he forced fucked her tiny pussy listening to her scream and smiling at her. Telling her thank you as she bled from being torn open. He licked he little cunt blood on his tongue. He had pulled off the perfect kidnapping. Still has her caged up. No sign of release in the future. I can’t wait till she become too old. Then she is mine!

All Barbies Must Die!!!

murder phone sex fantasiesAs a goth teen, I hate everything. But most of all, I hate fucking Barbie dolls. You know, those idiot bimbo blondes who use stupidity to get a man. I’d love to kill them all.
Barbie is such a nasty cunt rolemodel for little girls. She uses her big ass and big tits to fuck men over. She has no skills. Men just bust their ass to cater to little Miss Barbie Doll. Meanwhile, I gotta work my ass off just to survive. If I could, I would eradicate Barbie from the face of the earth. I’d use one of my rich boyfriends to help me do the job. Lure the little cunt to his place to see his new car, yacht, or plane and then slit her fucking throat.
Of course, we’d have our way with her first. You could fuck her in every hole. Oh, fucking boo-hoo. Might smear her lipstick or get a hair out of place. I’d love to see you ram your cock down her throat while I stick a foot long pipe up her cunt, fill it with gasoline, and light her up. Then she’d have a really hot box!!! Or maybe stick some electrodes on those big fake titties and turn the voltage up until her implants burst. Love it!!! You really think she has feelings? Her orgasms are all fake, but I wonder how loud she can scream when you’ve got your condom covered with razor blades in her ass, and she’s bleeding out on the floor. Now, that makes my cunt wet.
Oh, I can think of some pretty horrendous ways to murder all of the Barbies of the world. Fuck ’em and kill ’em. Please don’t let them breed. The only good Barbie is a dead one, lying on the pavement like a broken doll, with a chalk mark outlining her worthless carcass and cum leaking out of her plastic hole.
Wanna be my Barbie-slaughtering accomplice? Let’s get together and plot to remove Barbie from the human species. It’ll be my pleasure to watch her die, slowly and painfully. I have 100 ways to do it. No one will ever know.

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Taboo Phone Sex; Never Pick Up Hitchhikers!

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I need it. I need it now. I need to hear the sweet screams of an entire family dying in my ears. What better way to have the taboo phone sex satisfaction then to go on a little road trip. Now, I am not going to be the one doing the driving. That is going to be the sorry bastard that is going to pick me up in his car while I am hitchhiking. I am going to dress like a super slut too! Armed with my favorite glock I set out and wait for my prey to come to me. Sure enough there he is. Driving his four door sedan, I can see the tan line on his finger from where he just removed the ring. He goes on about me not being out the alone, “hasn’t your mother ever told you not to hitchhike?” he asks of me. About that time he turns around to my gun pointed in his face. “Take me to your family now,” I demand of him. He tries to act all noble but I quickly remind him that once I blow his brains all over the windshield I will go get them anyway. I know we are in the right place when we pull up to that perfect suburban home. He pulls in the garage and walks in the house, with me standing behind him. 

I scream for everyone to sit the fuck down. The picture perfect family of four takes their seats. They all cry and whine while I have daddy start tying them up and taping their mouths. I take the daughter down stairs, the dumb bitch looks familiar, I think she is from my school. I tear off her clothes and bash in her head a few times with the gun. With her arms chained up and blood rushing down over her white skin I snap a pic and message a client her price. Leaving her there passed out I head back upstairs. What to do, what to do? I ask dear old dad how come he tried to pick up a naked teen, and why he cheats on his wife. At first he does like every other idiot and denies the affairs. But after I take a meat cleaver from their knife block and chop of four fingers on his son’s hand he fesses up. He says that she never wants to have sex with him and he has urges. I asked him how come he did not just take it if he wanted to. 

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They all are whimpered and crying through the duct tape, and the son’s hand had blood everywhere. Quiet frankly I am getting annoyed. I pull his cock from his fly and get down on my knees. I take a knife and point it at his stupid sluts throat. I want her to watch me, watch how to please a cock. Once he is good and hard I take my knife and slice it right the fuck off. Everyone is squealing now, which does nothing but excited me further! “Your turn mommy!” I yell out extremely excited. I push the bitch back in her chair knocking her to the ground. Holding her husbands flaccid cock now removed from his body in the air I cut off her panties and shorts. I shove my hand into the cock and fuck that stupid bitch right in her cunt. She must not had been getting in from someone because her twat sucked my fist up inside her like it was a fat brat!

I laughed and looked back at the son! He was breathing heavy and his eyes kept darting around the room. First his hand, the his dads new sex change and then to the severed cock I held in my hand. I sat on the boys lap and asked him what he wanted? Did he want his moms stretched out puss, or dear old dad’s flaccid cock. When he groaned and nodded his head I knew exactly what it was he needed! I grabbed the back of his chair and my gun and drug him down the stairs. His sister was starting to come around. “You know there Junior, I think you might be onto something.” I untied his legs and let him off the chair. Pointing the gun at him I ordered his sister to suck his cock. She cried and began performing fellatio on her older sibling. After a few minuets she wiped her mouth and looked at me. “Now fuck her,” I demanded of his. The two kept sniffling and snorting and he turned and moved to her cunt. “No, tear that little bitches ass hole wide open!” She shrieked out no, but he went right at it. He fucked her till he filled up her cunt. Once I was done with the I bagged and redressed them. I am sure they thought they were going to live because they all walked outside with me quiet easy. Tying a noose around there neck I set up it up so as the branch broke they would all hang. I recorded the whole thing, even fucked my cunt to it later that night. Ahhhhh, family fun at its finest! 

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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.