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Snuff Porn Video Casting Call for The Best Role
Sex with dead bodies out in the field is a fucked up picnic
It’s a warm sunny day, and it’s time to have Sex with dead bodies. I am my Master’s muse, his accomplice.
And these cold, dead sluts are the clay. He likes to record his films on an old camera.
He says it adds to the art. They’ve been dead for a while now. All the color is drained, just gray and stiff.
The taste of dead cunts is a terrifying sweetness.
He starts with a close-up of my face buried in a dead pussy and fingering the other one. This is the first time I’ve done two stiffs like this out in the field. My Master Daddy has a lot of property and is free from any exposure. So out here, we can do anything we want.
I have to talk to them the whole time. Telling them how hot they are just lying there still. Eyes are wide open, but they are totally gone to the other side, but I know they still felt me fucking them.
I love to ride pussy, but when it’s cold like that, it’s different. It’s more intimate to fuck the dead. My hot clit pressed again, a lifeless one gives me power that I rarely get. Pure ecstasy!
He takes his Snuff porn very seriously. We spent the whole day out there, getting shots that are just right. When they started to stink, he made me put on the biggest strap-on he has so that I can penetrate their assholes. I’m glad they weren’t alive to feel what I did to them.
It was so hard to get it all the way in; it took everything I had. But when I got inside each of their hole’s, it made such a mess. The smell was unbearable, and that’s what he was going for. I couldn’t control myself and puked all over the place. He loved it so much, he took out his cock and fucked me on top of them.
After he shot his load in me, he made me bury the bodies. Luckily, the hole was already there; I just had to cover it. I hope next time he doesn’t make me use that strap-on again.
Rape phone sex fantasies is my real fuck up world
Rape phone sex fantasies is real life for me. I wake up every morning dreading the day ahead, knowing that I’m nothing more than a prop for my master daddy’s twisted “art.”
He is so d of his proud art, and my existence is a brutal, never-ending cycle of forced humiliation and suffering, designed to push me to the very limits of human endurance.
Every fiber of my being screams in protest as I’m dragged from my dingy cell.
I’m shackled and gagged, to be used and abused for the twisted pleasure of my Master Daddy and his depraved audience. As I’m forced to my knees, my master’s heavy boot crushes my face into the filthy floor.
He forces all sorts of strange cocks in me, and I choke and convulse. With tears streaming down my face as more thick cocks are rammed down my throat. My mind reels, the world spinning as I’m violated and defiled, my body a mere plaything for his sick desires.
I know I gotta let it all happen and put on a good show if I want to survive, no matter the cost. I’m always the last girl standing because I know how to endure his psychotic behaviors.
It’s unfathomable torment until my master declares me the winner. But I am always the last Snuff sex slave standing!
Not All Snuff Movies are Simulated and I Know
Most snuff movies are simulated. Not real snuff. Real shit usually never gets uploaded to the Internet. It’s filmed on 8 mm reels and for private use. Obviously, the sort of snuff flicks. I did early on in my adult career were the simulated kind, or I would not be standing. However, in my career as an adult performer and a professional slave, I watched the real ones filmed more times and I can remember.
It used to make me sick to my stomach. And likely it still would, but I developed a coping mechanism. This world is truly survival of the fittest. And you can only survive if you’re scrappy and street smart. Luckily, I have both in droves. But the other night I helped a man make a real snuff porn.
And I can’t get it out of my head. Likely the most brutal thing I ever witnessed. And clearly, I’m complacent in this murder, even though I never laid a hand on the girl while she still could breathe. Perhaps you could say I sold my conscious to the devil for money. I didn’t do this gig because I wanted to. I did it because he paid me well.
This man seemed even more brutal than my former master or any of the men who hired me as their accomplice in the past. Although I did help find the girl, I did not know about his plans for her. I just found him a very young blonde little girl next-door type. When I brought her to the dungeon, he already set up the camera equipment and again I thought he would just explore his rape fantasies. He never mentioned killing her.
Some Snuff Flicks and Accomplice Gigs Tear Me Apart Inside
After he fucked her, he dismembered her. The cruelest torture I’ve ever witnessed. He started off slowly using gardening shears to clip her nipples off. He did the same to her clit. And he fucked her some more while her pussy bled. Then he used the same shears to clip off every finger and every toe. And I thought I might puke. Although I did go from victim to accomplice once I gained my freedom, I don’t always enjoy my assignments. This assignment tore me apart. But it literally tore the girl I kidnapped for him apart.
This man scared me. He masturbated as he continued to torture this girl and dismember her body. By the time he started cutting off her arms and legs, I think she either died or passed out from the loss of blood and pain. This turned out to be the worst torture sex I ever witnessed. And I needed to clean it all up for him. My hands are dirty and complicit in this one. So, I made sure to get rid of the body and all the evidence of a crime.
I just keep telling myself better her than me, right. Survival of the fittest mentality. But if I need to pay my bills, I guess I need to continue being an accomplice for hire.
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Babysitter phone sex leads to all sorts of sick fun
Babysitter phone sex always gets brutal with me. I look sweet and innocent, but I have done plenty of evil things.
I have to keep Master Daddy happy.
He entrusted me with the task of selecting an innocent victim for his beastly desires. After some careful consideration, I settled on a helpless blonde girl with a flawless, hairless pussy – the perfect canvas for Daddy to ravage.
As we settled in for a night of homework and harmless bonding, the girl and I engaged in simple pleasures like braiding each other’s hair. But little did she know, her naive purity would soon succumb to depraved acts. My Master Daddy arrived, his hunger for young flesh insatiable.
With a cruel twist of fate, the blonde bitch found herself at the mercy of his monstrous cock. She cried out in agony as he plundered her unprepared pussy, her tiny cunt stretching to accommodate his girth. I watched with a mix of guilt and sinful arousal as Daddy mercilessly fucked the little bitch into a tear-stained, whimpering mess.
The sounds of her violated suffering were music that was chilling. He loves making them paralyzed with pure terror and his cock.
As the brutal pounding continued, the girl’s once bright eyes dimmed, her body becoming more limp with each thrust. As she lay spent and shattered, he filled her with cum and made me lick it out when I licked her cold Snuff sex pussy.
Killer phone sex with my knife and your big fat dick
Killer phone sex, there are no limits. I have plenty of dark desires. But what constantly swirls in my twisted mind is fresh prey. Each innocent face is a canvas awaiting the macabre masterpiece I’ll paint with blood and lust.
Little bald pussies so good you want to devour!
I have a collection of blades, but my favorite is my twelve-inch hunting knife. It’s such a rush to penetrate the little cunts with it. I love the sound of the blood gushing out of their little fuck holes.
Blood is a great lubricant; it’s so warm when you slide in, and the stickiness makes the friction so good. Your cock in a tight, bloody pussy will make great footage. We are going to have fun making Snuff movies.
I want the last thing these little bitches feel is getting double dicked by you and my knife. We can do anything we want to these little brats. Each stroke of the blade, each thrust of the dick, will be choreographed to maximize the shock value, the horror, the sheer ecstasy of their depraved escapades.
Bloody phone sex, because a bitch is better off
Bloody phone sex girls deserve to suffer. I know I do. I’ve been made to do all sorts of horrible things, and I could have said no and turned into a dead whore, but I want to live.
So I have to help my Master Daddy with his business and needs.
He made me pick the next victims.
I guess I harbor some Mom hate. Mine never cared for me. She was too busy being a crack whore and eventually left me to that crazy family.
When they sold me to Master Daddy, I thought I was done for, but he saw potential in me, and ever since, I do everything I can to make him proud.
I remember the look in their eyes when I pulled them into the dark, dank room. Fear, confusion, and a hint of revulsion at the sight of my Master Daddy, naked, besides wearing a leather mask, and the cameras behind him.
I found these bitches at some lame sip-and-paint event. I pretended I got in a fight with my boyfriend and needed a ride.
These women were in their late forties. They were Florida moms on a girl trip and had big fake tits. They were perfect for his Snuff porn.
He helped me rip off their clothes and made them incapacitated. They didn’t squirm too much because he beat their heads in. He gave me the knives, and the cameras were rolling, and I went into a frenzy.
He started fucking them, and I plunged the blade into their guts once he swapped cunts. I got the timing right, and it was successful.
Dick goes out, knife goes in. I think the best shot was when they both started making gurgling sounds while I was riding one of Mommy’s faces, and he filled the other’s throat with cum.
Snuff Porn Star Blair Take a Beating and Keeps On Ticking
I will never escape snuff porn. This week proved rough on my body. First, my son beat the crap out of me. However, I went through his pink cocaine rather quickly. Not even quite a week later I found myself in need of more. So, I started begging guys to help me for a bump. I tried to avoid going down to the dock or meeting with notorious violent drug offender to score since my body still hurt from my boy.
However, zero luck with regular dudes willing to party and fuck. So, I met this one snuff film maker at the docks. He makes snuff flicks and beats women on camera for a streaming audience just like my son. But this guy I know has killed women before maybe not on purpose but some of his stars ended up dead. So that’s always in the back of my mind when I get desperate. But my need for cocaine seems stronger than my need to stay alive.
This guy will always put me in his snuff movies. But I will end up in the hospital or the ER. This time seemed no different. He dangled a big bag of cocaine in front of me and told me it would be all mine for just two hours of filming. So, I did a line and told him I make me his bitch. He set up the streaming camera and punched me in front of his streaming audience many times. I started seeing stars almost immediately.
Men Beat Me Beautiful in Exchange for Cocaine
When he punched me in the nose and it started bleeding, I worried that my sniffer would not work anymore. I begged for some cocaine. And when I snorted, boy did it burn like it never burned before. Coke mixed in with my blood and started coming out my nose. And this guy just wiped my bloody snot so he could rub on it my pussy and on my tits.
And he kept beating me. He never wanted to fuck me. According to him, his audience prefers watching him beat the fuck out of mommy types. Well, he beat the fuck out of me. So, this felt like torture sex. He broke ribs and my nose. Plus, I lost a couple teeth, but I got a big bag of cocaine. So that will help me heal my broken, battered body once again. Why do I get letting guys abuse me like this? Oh, that’s right. I am a druggy desperate whore.
Sex With Dead Bodies Gets Me Wet
Sex with dead bodies has always been an interest of mine, I have always wondered what it would be like to watch the life leave a whore with a hard cock inside her.
Today I had the pleasure of watching life leave some little nameless sluts’ eyes as she bounced on a big hard cock.
It was, three of them and each time was better than the other, the youngest one fell instantly from a shot to the face, she bounced one last time and fell off that big dick.
The oldest one shook and convulsed because I shot her in the side first, she stayed on that dick a min or so just shaking like a leaf and gurgling blood, the guy she was fucking got a little mad because her movements were too rough.
He shoved her off and said take her out of her misery and I did with a shot to the right temple, watch her soul leave her body, made me really wet too.
That middle one fought to the end she rode that big dick like a wild bull, bucking and bouncing, she was fucking that cock good, so good he made me wait to off the bitch.
That made me so angry, I waited long enough, firing my gun into the back of her head watching the bullet come out of her eye and into his! Two birds with one bullet!











