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Snuff Movies Need Evil Bitches Like Me Behind the Camera

snuff moviesI love watching snuff movies. But often I find myself angry because I can tell they’re fake. I think they provide a little Easter egg suggesting the movie is fake to keep the feds away. No Easter eggs when I make a snuff flick. But the films I make never get mass-produced because I keep them for my viewing pleasure only. Or perhaps like this weekend for somebody else’s pleasure.

Recently, I met a young girl who reminds me of me at that age. She seems dark and demented already. But she requires a little guidance because she lacks impulse control. I’m the perfect teacher for young sadistic bitches like her. My grandpa served as my mentor. And he kept me out of prison. His teachings keep me out of prison still. So now, I pass my knowledge along. I want to help young girls with potential.

She came to me for guidance. Asked me how she could take care of her bully. And I know a thing or two about that. My first victim, the murder my grandpa covered up, was my one and only impulse kill. I stabbed my bully. The girl who made my life hell remains a missing person’s case to this day. No one ever found her body. However, that’s because grandpa put her into the wood chipper like 20 some years ago.

My Eye for Evil Talent is Strong

So, I told her we should make a snuff porn with him and torture him. I took the risk for her and lured the boy away. And it seemed like a cakewalk. Once I got into my dungeon, I tied him to a table. I have an old morgue slab I use as a torture table. Stainless steel wipes away all the blood easily. When this boy saw her, he pissed himself in fear. And that told me he knew he done her wrong. So, I told her he deserved death and to not feel any remorse for her actions. I handed her a knife, and she carved up his dick and his balls without hesitation. She savored every cut.

Perhaps you could say, I possess an eye for evil talent. And she did not really need my guidance. But she needed my help bringing him to my dungeon and disposing of his body properly. I made sure to protect her. In a way I guess you could say I served as her accomplice phone sex partner. I knew she had potential. This teen girl might out kill me. She has a taste for torture now. And I’m only going to help her with that thirst with more kills.

I love torture sex

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I love torture sex, the way he had me tied up, pinned into a corner, sweating from my head my soft tender juicy nipples, which were clamped up so tight I could barely feel them. he just kept whipping me, over and over my bare ass jiggling with every crackle of that punishing leather, sending unbelievable sensations right up to my thighs into my tight wet pussy which had the vibrator he had shoved up there making my entire body just shrivel and become so weak I just pissed and came all down my legs.

I love torture, just ravage me, humiliate me, daddy abuse this vile worthless whore snatch. I am a pain slave for my master, and the way he had control over me just strapped into the x he had in his chamber I knew I never wanted to leave his chamber.

Murder phone sex Fantasies, the bloodier the better

Murder phone sex Fantasies are such a fun, grotesque dance. Oh, the depravity! It is the only way I can truly cum. Both sets of lips drool at the sight of a bloody, pulsing cock. The sweet nectar of violence on my tongue brings me to life, and I know how much you love it too. Isn’t it music to your ears to hear the cries of a helpless, doomed little slut?Murder phone sex Fantasies
Maybe I am an evil bitch, but I do have taste, don’t I? I know you have been dreaming of a woman who is consumed by a hunger for blood. I cannot deny the intoxicating thrill I derive from this twisted realm. These pathetic little whores, so easily bought and broken, are mere pawns in our sadistic game. We’ll use them up, leave them a shattered, unrecognizable husk, and no one will bat an eye. They’re a dime a dozen, disposable playthings for our distinct appetites.
In my domain, there’s a never-ending carnival of carnage and depravity where snuff fantasies reign supreme. Twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, it’s a world of brutal, wanton pleasure. You have the opportunity to taste the blood of those helpless little virgins and turn them into proper victims! Because I need you to have the most extreme gore-slicked dick. My tongue aches to lick every inch, to savor the metallic tang of the Snuff Sex slave’s blood.
Oh, the sweet ecstasy of snuff! Let the screams of our little porn star motivate your cock to fuck harder. Pound your cock deeper and deeper. I need your cock to be soaked with the little bitch’s guts. Make me cum harder than ever. Don’t hold back, babe. I’m your goddess of filth, worshiped by the dark gods of vice and perversion.

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Accomplice phone sex

 

Hearing the sweet sounds of screaming and torture I’m so addicted to having accomplice phone sex. I got to have the hottest phone sex the other day, we got to kidnap his stupid cheating ex. Tying her up and with zip ties and ropes on her mouth.

Using her stupid holes how they deserved to be used shoving all kinds of things up her worthless holes. Even taking a baseball bat and hitting her with is and then forcing into the dirty sloppy skanky cum holes. Getting them so gaped wide open while watching her pathetic body thrash around just to be hit right across her worthless cheating face.

Taking needles and pressing them into her nipples and forcing her to push our giant toys out of her fucking ass hole.  Dragging a knife and cutting into her precious skin, letting open up and bleed while I ride his dick listening to her terror.

Torture sex brutal and bloody gets my cunt soaked

Torture sexTorture sex, with its brutal and bloody undertones, has always been my ultimate turn-on. Each drop of blood, each cry of agony, sends a rush of adrenaline through my body, making my cunt wet and aching with need. It’s a primal reaction, one that taps into the most visceral parts of my being. The more brutal, the more intense, the more I crave it.

What truly sets my soul on fire is when I have a hot guy with a hard dick, willing to make little bitches cry and bleed on that dick. I’ve got a special little treat for us to play with. A tight little Snuff sex slave. She’s a young fresh thing that no one is looking for. She is at our mercy and I don’t want to give her any.

I’ll ravage her little cunt with your cock and I want you to pound her hips broken. Fuck her cunt to death. And when your cock is all covered in blood in gore, I want you to rail it into me. I want to cum on her blood and hail Satan when I do!

Whores love snuff movies

I couldn’t help that my sloppy cunt is addicted to watching snuff movies. Ever since I was little, I had a deep love for the gothic and torture seen. Watching all kinds of gore, then I saw it watching different people take their last breath, naked and spread apart. Being hit and making them scream before making it be their last fuck.

Earlier today I was watching such a dark nasty porn movie. Fuck it had me so turned on watching her get taken in the night when leaving a bar. A cloth over her skanky fucking mouth making her pass out.

Waking up being completely naked, with a bunch of hard slaps right to her face. Her hands tied up tight with ropes, her legs tied to each of the bed posts. With sloppy fucking cunt on display.

I was turned on when her burst into my room and grabbed my little throat. Spitting into my mouth and slapping my face hard. Prying my legs open and slapping his fat dick all over slutty fuck holes. Ramming himself inside me ripping my dripping cunt wide open choking me. Turning my head making look at the porn that I had been watching. Squeezing my little fucking throat hard with his big man hands.

Spitting all over my face and smearing it all over with his hands. Not a single breath leaving my mouth or nose making me squirm while he drills with his huge cock. Making me pass out with his fuck rod balls deep.

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Ass Rape Porn a Starring Role in The Ultimate End

Always a big fan of Ass rape porn. With an ass like mine how could I deny the use of my ass to anyone. And the day I was walked, with my hands bound behind my back with rope, was exciting. In fact I was being walked to a guillotine where my head would get chopped in the final episode of my ass use.

Obviously the mere pleasure of my showing my ass off is high. And the practice was intense. So much so in the intensity that my anus has had to opportunity to prolapse. Oh that delicious ass flowering rosebud. It was certainly an highlight.

Ass Rape Porn for My Final Pleasure

However my use has been finalized and it was time for the ultimate submission. It will be my head chopped off by the falling blade. But even more! My ass will be on display again. This time there will be a slow penetrating and removing and penetrating again deeper, anal fuck. The blade will fall and stop at the first caressing of my neck flesh.

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At this moment the first crimson tendrils of flesh and blood will be exposed. Up close with the camera and then back to my ass getting deeply penetrated. Oh and the first view of my asshole will be with two young tender girls who will also give their asses up.

However Snuff Sex Was Not My End

In fact these two girls will be pale and naked for snuff sex. Their young teen asses so juicy and tight will be in the air as they kneel on all fours before my ass. Then the camera goes to their hands, together sliding into my anus. As they open my ass up the prolapse will be exposed.

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Finally the big penis of my executioner will come into the scene. And right into that prolapsed anus it will penetrate and pound. As that ass pounding ensues the camera pans out to the whole scene of my head in the guillotine and my ass being pounded.

Finally down falls the blade and my head drops with a bloody thump. And my ass will pulsate, quiver and dance on it’s final live butt fuck for snuff phone sex pleasures.

Just a Living Dead Girl Hotter

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Snuff Movies are Hotter to Make Than Watch

snuff moviesOctober is the perfect time to make snuff movies and chill. Notice I didn’t say watch them but make them. Sure, I can watch a lot of hardcore snuff flicks, but I find it more fun to make snuff flicks. To capture that raw fear of your victim on film feels exhilarating. Until you’ve made your first kill, you never realize the way it makes you feel all powerful. I love that feeling. Although a lot of people might say I have no conscience, I argue just the opposite. I only kill people who deserve to die. Not my fault that is a lot of people.

I don’t want to get political because I’m not sure that politics has much to do with people being jackasses. But I do believe people feel emboldened to act like fools. And when they cross my path, they die. The buck stops here.

On a few occasions, somebody hired me to kill somebody for no reason. And the victim I ended up saving and killing the person who hired me instead. That doesn’t happen often. Usually, people hire me to kill a problem for them. And that problem might be a pervert or maybe a gold digger or extortionist or blackmailer or just a crazy bitch.

Charlie hired me for killer phone sex. He wanted to kill this little bitch from the neighborhood. And he made her sound like an evil bitch. But since I always stalk my prey and gather my own Intel before completing an assignment, I quickly learned that he only wanted her dead because she rejected him.

Although I am a Stone Cold Killer, I Have My Own Form of Moral Compass

And he’s about 40 years older than this girl. I can’t just kill a girl because she told you no. Grow a fucking pair of balls you pussy. I don’t condone incel behavior. As a woman I know we don’t owe you jack fucking shit. If we don’t want to go out with you or we don’t want to fuck you, find somebody who will. And don’t act like women exist for you.

Although I did kidnap the girl, she lived. And Charlie died. In my usual fashion, I let the girl help me kill the very man who wanted her dead. It’s an important lesson for everyone to learn, but sometimes you just need to kill a man like Charlie.

She did not hesitate after I showed her encrypted messages between him and me talking about wanting her dead. And her only crime seemed to be telling him she did not want to go out on a date. The girl told me she had just turned 18. So, I suspect he asked her out before that birthday, making it even more perverted, because this guy just turned 63. Never been married either. No surprise there.

I Love Turning a Victim into My Ingenue

Well, he will not make his 64th birthday.  I taught the girl who rejected him how to make a man suffer. And I gave her several knives so she could experiment with torture. And I witnessed the change in her face when she plunged a knife deep into his gut. Hearing his insides slush around like that, plus hearing his screams no doubt got her pussy wet.

The death of a predator or somebody who means you harm feels intoxicating. You get hooked. And you want more. After that first knife plunge, she upped the torture sex quota. She sliced his dick off. I’m not talking about castration. She removed the entire dick. Leaving him with a little bloody stump to pee from. And of course, his balls, which I assume seem even more worthless now.

I told you I have a conscience. Although I do love to kill and I kill every chance I get, I’m not just going to kill some bitch for no good reason. And I don’t consider being butt hurt over rejection a proper reason to kill a young girl. I’m sort of a vigilante. But I’m part mercenary too. I do kill for money all the time. But normally, I’m killing because of some form of self-preservation for my client.

This dude just seemed butt hurt because a girl way too young for him said no to him. And I can’t allow that level of misogynistic behavior to continue. So, we flipped the script, and the victim became my sadistic accomplice. I even helped her dispose of the body. I think I might have a new ingenue.

Making Snuff Movies is How I Make Money, But I Might Die in One

snuff moviesI’ve been the star of snuff movies before. And honestly, sometimes I liked it. I think that’s because I am a submissive woman. And I have long understood that I’m here to be fucked. But once I hit 40 a few years ago, it became more challenging to get the good snuff gigs. And I know what you’re thinking. How can there be any good snuff gigs.

I’m talking about the simulated ones that although violent mostly fake. Sure, I might experience some ligature marks or a little bit of bruising but nothing that requires hospital visits or significant downtime to heal. But I can’t get those gigs anymore. I’m too used up. Which means I need to seek out the snuff filmmakers who even scare the more mainstream snuff makers. It’s not everybody’s cup of tea to watch snuff porn. But some snuff flicks seem too extreme for other snuff directors

Most Days I am Too Desperate to Think About Consequences

But an even seedier level of underground snuff films exists. And this level does not always guarantee that the star will survive or emerge unscathed. But they’re the only kind I can get anymore. So, I went to an audition recently desperate for coke money. What I make during phone sex might seem good to the average person but to a soccer mommy with a drug addiction, it’s a drop in the bucket. Regular porn does not pay well. The real money seems to be doing the stuff the average soccer mom can’t even dream about in her worst nightmare.

The director had me do all sorts of poses and test shots. He took closeups of my pussy and ass. He even commented about how used up my ass already looks. But I am an anal sex whore. For the longest time that’s how I made money, doing hardcore anal porn. And that led to the snuff industry. But now I’m too used for that too. So, I found myself naked in front of the director with one of the worst reputations in the underground world of snuff. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

When Will I Learn to Say No

We did a test shoot with me and some muscle bound executioner looking man. The director gave me $500 for the test shoot. However, I don’t know if I can go back for the full thing. Although I am no stranger to ass rape porn, this man destroyed my asshole more than any other people before him. The girth of his cock looked thicker than a fist. White guy too. The premise of the film involved a hitchhiking old whore who ends up in a sadistic man’s torture chamber.

The torture would be far worse than a massive cock up my ass, no doubt. This I understand. But if I go back for the full movie, I might end up dead. This man choked me out as he forced his monster cock up my ass, causing me to pass out several times. I still have a blue and purple ring all the way around my neck from where he choked me.

But I’m a dumb cunt most days and a desperate one too. So once my asshole heals, I know I will be begging him to put me in his full movie. If he paid me $500 just for a half hour test scene, what would he pay me for a full-length snuff flick with this beast of a man. I’m running out of options for making money. Unless maybe you want to pimp me out?

Torture sex with the living dead makes my pussy gush

Torture sex Torture sex is just the beginning of our evil fun. My Master Daddy’s evil magick is so powerful that he can raise the dead. It doesn’t matter if they are freshly killed or have been dead for a while; they can come back into his hands. He controls them like they are his lap dog, and I get the fuck out of them. I definitely like them better the fresher they are, but Master Daddy really enjoys watching me with a rotted corpse.
The gorier the better! He wants the corpse not just oozing out of his cock but everywhere else too. He loves the look of disgust on my face when I have a rotted cock in my mouth. He says it makes better Snuff movies.
And since I am a good actress, I take that dead dick with a fetishized intensity, my tongue writhing against the squishy flesh as I suck it to rigidity. The necrotic phallus feels like unyielding rubber, coated in a vile, tingling slime. The taste is of dirt, blood, and decay. It makes my pussy throb as I service the undead horde.
I impale myself upon its ghoulish prick, my tight pussy clenching around the stiff shaft. My pussy warms his cold, dead prick, and I know how good it feels for him because my pussy won’t stop gushing! His dead flesh is orgasmic and exciting all at the same time! As I ride the reanimated corpse to orgasm, the snuff film captures every quiver, every scream of rapture. And then I give them their end, and pulling that trigger makes me cum unlike anything else!