I was in the mood to make snuff porn. Perhaps it is all the horror films I have been watching on Shudder or maybe its just my nature. All I knew was that I had to get out of the house and kill something. Kill something young and tender. I got in my car and drove around. My town was a ghost town. No one out. Hunting is challenging because nothing is open. My usual hunting grounds are empty like malls and public parks. I can’t leave the state without my license plate being recorded. I could, however, leave the county. I drove three hours to this city with a crazy pastor saying God will protect him and his congregation Stupid fucks like that are breeders. I knew there would be brats there. I am a blasphemy sex bitch anyway. I have no problem killing on so called holy ground. The world needs one less Bible thumper in the world anyway, don’t you agree? I mean the God fanatics are out in droves and their little crotch fruit will grow up to be just like them. I grabbed a little angel who was in the hallway by herself. She wondered off, I guess. I suffocated her just enough so she would pass out. I put her in my trunk and took her to the woods behind the church. I made it look like a satanic sacrifice. Hail Satan. I mean these are some end of times. I put her in the middle of a pentagon and cut her open. Sliced her tender flesh. Fucked her tiny holes and dismembered her. It was a bloody hell of a scene, but I worked out some aggression and maybe taught those bible thumpers a lesson about having church in the midst of a worldwide pandemic.
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Torture phone sex whore
I have a very special friend that pays me and my brother, from time to time to help him with certain things. He has a very dark fantasy and often needs young whores to torture and snuff out for his pleasure. He knows how good I am at luring little sluts away. My brother is good at snatching them up. I was worried that he would have to resort to torture phone sex if we couldn’t find him a whore to play with. I knew that my city being on lock down was perfect because I could still find whores for him and no one would be around to catch us or to stop them from getting forced into my car. I went downtown to a truckstop that is notorious for being a hooker hangout. I saw a young slut in the parking lot, getting out of a truck. I went over to her and asked if she wanted to suck my brother’s cock for some dope. She looked like a little junkie bitch. She followed me back to my car where my brother was waiting to grab her and force her into the backseat with him. Once we had her in the car, she wouldn’t stop kicking and screaming so I had my brother punch her in the face and knock her out. While she was out, he couldn’t help himself. He pulled her skirt down and force fucked her nasty whore pussy right there in my backseat. I brought her to our friend who was so excited to have this cum filled lot lizard to torture and mutilate. We helped him put her on the table and restrain her. By the time she wakes up, she’ll be tied up and being tortured and I’ll be laughing while counting my fat stack of cash!
Snuff Porn Victim
I make more snuff porn than I watch. I was minding my own business at the store the other day. It was broad daylight. There were not many people out. I would have been home, but I needed some groceries. I was not aware that I picked up a stalker. I was parked around back. As I was putting my grocery bags in the trunk, some one hit me on the back of the head. I woke up on the ground with some fat fuck on top of me. He was pushing his cock into my pussy. I started to fight him, but he was a lot bigger than me and he had me pinned. I had no idea who he was. I think I was just a victim of opportunity and pent up frustration. He started choking me and I kneed him in the nuts. That was a mistake. He grabbed a broken bottle laying on the ground and shoved it up my cunt. He fucked me raw. I was bleeding. I could feel the blood gushing down my legs as he slashed my cervix. I was screaming in pain, but no one came to help me. Some people saw what was going on from a distance and still did nothing to help me. I was defeated. This fat fuck was doing to me what my callers dream about during their rape phone sex fantasies. He never spoke to me. He just force fucked me and shredded my cervix until I was sure he left me barren. When he finally got off me, I couldn’t move. I felt some of my insides on the outside. I was battered and bruised. He stood over me laughing. He kicked me, spit on me and as if that was not enough, he pissed on me. As I struggled to get up and get to my car, I kept falling. No one would help me. I was not sure it was because the nation is in a frenzy over this virus or if it was because I am a worthless whore.
Snuff Porn Sex is Still Possible
This snuff phone sex bitch has isolating down to an art form. It is easy for me. I don’t have boyfriends. I don’t have family. I don’t have friends and I work from home. I can go days without seeing anyone. I can go months too. I don’t need human contact. I prefer to be alone. The only problem is I like to kill. Now that I can’t hunt at malls or bars, I am left with finding prey online. That is what I did last night. I found some desperate loser in need of pussy and so desperate for it, his better judgement was out the window. He has a thing for Goth girls. And that thing for girls like me got him killed and castrated. I spiked his drink. He wanted to get down and dirty from the get-go. Eww. He was short, dumpy and not attractive. He thought that after a week of self-isolating I was that desperate for cock. I would never be that desperate for cock. Never ever that desperate. The spiked drink kicked in fast. He was going to be a fun kill. One I would take slowly and savor. In these times, I don’t know how easy it will be to find another jackass loser like this one. I castrated him first. I waited until he came too, so he could feel me slicing his balls off. Then I cut his dick off. I didn’t just slice it off either. I skinned his dick first, then I cut tiny bits off until he was a bloody stump. He kept passing out from the pain. I ended up stapling his eye lids open and sticking smelling salt up his nose. I then slice him open like he was a dead cadaver. I was making some sick snuff porn and getting fucking wet. He died while I was playing with his insides. He went too quickly. I didn’t have the intense satisfaction for death that I normally get. I guess I am back on the hunt for another stupid loser tonight.
Mutilated Slut
I’ve decided to take my dark and twisted fantasies to the ultimate level. I’m going far beyond mutilation phone sex. It’s time to let my sadistic lover have his fun taking me out. He’s been cutting pieces of my flesh off day by day. He promised to flay me and cook me up one slice at a time while I’m still alive. I just know he’ll feed me to myself as he slices away my life. Why does it make my pussy so wet thinking about him mutilating me before he ends it all. I’ve been cumming like crazy thinking about him removing parts of me while he leads me to death.
I know it really excites him too. He gets so breathless when he jacks off over my bound body. He slams his hard cock into my cunt while he digs the knife in and takes pieces of me while fucking me senseless. I can not wait to give him my life. I just know that he’ll fuck my corpse too, after he finishes me off. He tells me He’s going to use me once I’m gone. The thought of being fucked after death makes me so damn wet.
Snuff Sex is the Best Sex
Snuff sex is the only kind I have. I am sort of a black widow and female praying mantis combined. I kill most men I fuck. I kill most brats I meet too. Sometimes, like the other day, I kill daddy and brat in the same night. I met this handsome stud online. I like to fuck. I just don’t do romance or relationships. I don’t spoon or cuddle and I don’t want to get to know anyone. Brandon knew my terms. I thought he understood. He told me he was single with no brats. I hate brats. I have no use for a live one, at least not for long. I arrived at his place which I thought was a bachelor pad. I was down to fuck, but he wanted to make love. He had the audacity to tell me he thought I would make a good stepmother. What the literal fuck?? I hopped off his dick, grabbed a knife and sliced his balls off. He never saw it coming. He started crying like a bitch. That was when his demon spawn ran in the room. She was pretty young. You would have liked her. While her pathetic loser of a daddy watched, I killed her. It was the stuff snuff porn dreams are made of. I sexually mutilated her tiny sex organs as she screamed for daddy. Then I gutted her like a pig while daddy watched in horror. Her blood was sweet and sticky. I licked it off my fingers. I looked him in the eyes before I gutted him too. I told him this was all on him. It was his fault his baby girl was dead, and it would be his fault he was dead too. I gutted him and masturbated in his entrails. I will kill you too if you mistake me for a girlfriend.
Entrapment A Snuff Porn
It was a really dreamy thing that become just another snuff porn. I was invited to a beautiful dinner by a surgeon. He was older and very handsome with strong hands. I loved having him as my Master when we played in the dungeon. He was really appealing to my submissive needs as a victim. He was such a perfectionist and fixated on aesthetics. His suggestion of me moving in as his Mistress was even more appealing and exciting. He set me up in a beautiful flat in London. I had never been overseas and had gone into it so wide eyed and dovish. Little did my naive little mind grasp that there was more than I was understanding. The scene in London is very dark and underground. My surgeon Master had a following and a specialty. He was the Butcher. I was just another dumb blonde American for his divine followers to enjoy. I was just fuckmeat that got tenderized and glazed before the destruction of all my holes. I was wooed into the darkest of situations and to be butchered and put back together like some kind of Frankenhooker was his ultimate pleasure. There was no future for me as I was just a sadistic phone sex victim.
Cannibalism phone sex
Cannibalism phone sex can be very fucking erotic. Normal people don’t think about how sensual flesh-eating can be. But then again if anyone got in your brain, they would know you are far from normal. I once sliced off part of my thigh just to taste what human flesh would be like. Something happened to me. I felt this urge like I was turning inside out and wanting to orgasm just from chewing my very own skin. SO I gave my boyfriend some of my thigh meat and his cock seems to grow, I felt like this was the best-kept secret. A drug more intoxicating than heroin. And have had some good black, mind you. I then sliced off part of his chest, just a tiny slice. And we shared that as I got on his wildly unexplainable hard cock and we came in a power bonding so intense, I blacked out. I bet you and I could have some snuff phone sex that fucking good, just me and you in a world only we understand…
Castration Phone Sex for Dumb Assholes
Castration phone sex is more popular than you might think. There are plenty of men in the world who know they have worthless seed. And there are plenty of bad bitches like me who will take their cum filled balls to ensure they never reproduce. We have too much stupidity in the world. We have dipshits thinking the coronavirus is from Corona beer. We have dipshits in an uproar that Garth Brooks was wearing a Barry Sanders Lion’s jersey because they thought it was a Bernie Sanders jersey. Like that old fuck ever played football. Every day, I play a game. I get on social media and search news posts. I look for a man near me who has said the stupidest thing imaginable. I then stalk his social media pages and get a better feel for how deep his stupidity runs. At the end of the week, I select the dumbest one. Then, I get my Penis Fly Trap and my knives together and I stalk the dumb man in real life. This week it was Peter. He lives three counties away and has said some stupid and sexist shit. The world doesn’t need a mini him, so I decided torture sex of his genitals would guarantee he didn’t spread his stupidity to another generation. He was easy. I hit on him and I was back at his place 20 minutes later. Once he was naked, I tied him up to his bed. He thought I was playing some kinky game. I was. Just not a 50 Shades of Gray game. I put my Penis Fly Trap between his legs. I watched with joy as he pissed himself in fear. I read back the many dumb things he has said on social media. I was going to give him a chance to defend himself. He called me a cunt, so I let the bear trap take his balls and mangle his dick. I took back my trap. It has sentimental value, but I left him on his bed, tied up and bleeding out. Dumb fuck will be lucky if he survives.
Torture Sex Pro
I am no stranger to torture sex. I am a pain slut. I used to think there was no pain I couldn’t handle then I met Matt. We met innocuously. Honestly, I was not in subby whore mode. He is my youngest son’s teacher. I was dressed like a proper mother for a student teacher conference. The next day, he sent me a friend request on Face Book. He was flirty. He was hot for one of his student’s mom. I agreed to have drinks. I thought having a teacher who owed me would be a good thing because I have unruly boys. He spiked my drink with some sort of roofie. I woke up in his bedroom. I was naked and tied up. I didn’t understand. He didn’t have to force me. I was willing to be whatever nasty freak in the sheets he wanted. I asked him what was going on. He showed me a bunch of dirty pics of me. He got them from my stepson. Turns out they are friends and he knew what a dirty ass rape porn star I could be. I pleaded for him to let me go, but he chuckled. He disappeared for a few minutes and came back with a sex machine. A double dildo machine. I watched in horror as he put Icy Hot on the dildos as lube. He fucked my holes with dildos that burned my insides. He had the machine on turbo speed. I was convulsing and he was jacking off. He didn’t stop until my ass was bleeding and prolapsed. He just kept telling me he knew that I was a huge anal pain slut. But this was too much. Not the Icy Hot. Been there done that. When that didn’t make me cry, he used something else that I discovered was lye. My ass has chemical burns now. I may never sit or shit the same way again. I had no idea a school teacher could be so sadistic.