Listen up, you filthy animals! It’s Jade, the queen of all things dirty and depraved. Today, I’m gonna take you on a walk through the sewer of my twisted mind, so hold your breath and try to keep up.
Knife play phone sex earned me the nickname, The Wicked Butcher. And I like that name. So, it is my handle on the dark net. Men or women who hire me for some nefarious act, only know me as The Wicked Butcher. Mostly men hire me to help them kill. But occasionally, a woman seeking revenge hires me.
Last night, I worked with a scorned wife. Her husband left her for a barely legal receptionist. And not only did he leave her, but he also wants to cut her off financially and take custody of their son too. To say she is pissed off would be a huge understatement. Her reaction to her husband’s actions seemed reasonable. I would be out for blood too.
I wanted to torture the loser. Castrate him and make him a snuff porn star. However, to protect my client, we needed to make this look like a robbery gone wrong. Otherwise, all suspicion would be on my client. The gaslit and scorned wife would be the only suspect in her husband’s murder. The police would not look for other suspects. She needed an alibi and a crime that looked random, not personal.
Let me tell you how hard it is for me to do a quick kill. I savor the torture and my victim’s pain. But the money she paid me to kill her husband trumped my desire to prolong his misery. While she went to the movies with her son, I followed her husband and stabbed him. As a sadistic bitch, I know just where to cut so my victim bleeds out.
It took all my willpower to not gut him like a pig. But if I gutted him like a pig, spilling his entrails, the kill would look personal to the cops. So, he got one stab in his femoral artery and another in his gut. And I waited for him to die. While he bled out, I whispered in his ear, “Your wife sends her regards.” Once he collapsed dead on the grown, I took his watch and wallet as trophies for my client. Maybe not the most satisfying kill ever, but I did have a bloody phone sex good time.
Strangulation phone sex can be hot. However, you need to be with someone who knows how to do it right, so you do not die. I have had years of breath play with men. Not my favorite thing to let you do to me, but sometimes I have no choice. I owe this girl money for coke. And she got sick of my excuses for why I had not paid her yet.
So, she gave me a way to work off the money I owe her instead. She wanted a seasoned whore for a strangulation porn. However, it would be a young coed strangling me. I guess this girl paid her to make her strangle fantasy seem real. Trust fund girl. But the woman I owe money too did not want to be the girl’s co-star. And I did not want to be either. She looked far too young to know how to strangle safely.
I feared her strangle fantasy would turn into a snuff porn. And my 9-lives will run out soon. So, to sweeten the deal she offered to not only settle my debt but give me a very large bag of coke. So, I agreed to do the movie. The young girl looked good too. Cute coed. Girl-next door vibe. But when the camera rolled, I found nothing cute about her anymore. At one point I thought she might crush my windpipe.
She did not look as strong as she was. That took me by surprise. I passed out a few times. She would revive me with a cattle proud to my cunt. That wakes you up quickly. I tried to just focus on the coke. That’s the only reason I did this. If she had not offered up a half a brick of coke, I would have stolen the money from my husband to pay her off. And in hindsight, that would have been the smart move.
But I don’t make smart moves. I make snuff movies instead. I really thought this would be how I died. Some spoiled rich bitch would strangle me to death. But the woman I owed money to stopped her before she choked the life out of me. Good thing it is winter. I had to hide the big purple ring around my throat with a scarf or my husband would wonder what the fuck I did.
Sex with dead bodies, the taste of death on his lips is pure ecstasy. My Master gave me this addiction, forced me at first and now I crave it constantly.
With each new torture session, I could taste the fear in the air. The victims, locked in their final moments, begging for mercy, I became increasingly aroused. I was familiar with the routine, and it excited me more than anything.
As I felt myself getting hotter, I relished the sight of Master slicing through her skin with a rusted scalpel, the smell of her thick blood permeating the room. The woman would whimper as he dipped the blade in her now empty eye socket, me cutting in as well, making her writhe in a mix of searing pain and increasing sexual pleasure.
She was mine to devour, and I knew it. I reveled in her screams, the sound echoing through the room, fueling my own dark desires. I felt compelled to come closer, to explore this strange allure that her body held in its new, lifeless state.
When the poor soul finally let out her final gasp, the room became eerily still. Master turned to me, a wicked grin on his face. “Well, my dear, that’s the last one. Any requests for the next batch?” He asked playfully, raising an eyebrow in amusement as he tugged at the chains binding me.
“Alive, of course,” I whispered, my eyes wide and innocent behind the facade of my eagerness. Master knew exactly what I wanted, and he was more than happy to oblige.
Master allowed me to have a taste of our sweet victim. I got on top of her, I could feel the warmth draining from her cunt. I grinded, harder and harder. I climaxed but I kept going. It’s not enough just one. If I am a good Snuff sex slave he will allow me to cum hundreds of times. And when I am riding a dead body, I definitely do.
Snuff movies where the bloody girls are hung and mutilated to shreds have me fucking insane, lately!
Most certainly My mind goes to the pale brunette who offered her long neck up the rope like it was her lover. Licking and caressing the noose as a blade tore through her breast, she was ready for death! That or she was on some trippy dope I had never saw before. Either way this whore was spurting blood as her slender neck is broke and she swings like a piñata!
A forgivable tragedy of snuff and blood-letting, really. This victim was ready to be just a memory. And what a memory she is for me, every day I watch her die and make my little cunny squirt. So, I might be extra fucked up in the membrane. Delighting in the death of others has always been with me. Something wrong with me, but at least I am still Alive for the most part.
My heart and soul might be black and dead, but my pussy is very much alive and beating in time with my heartbeat. Sometime darkness can show you the light. Do not ignore the sinful killing, blood and snuff sex, you so need! Follow your snuff lover and accomplice, victim finder Harper into a blissful cum of dark fetish desires!
Listen up, you filthy ass-lovers, it’s time to explore the darkest depths of anal pleasure. I’m about to paint a picture so dirty, you’ll be begging to take my strap-on deep inside your tight little holes.
I’ve got a monster 10-inch strap-on, ready to rip your ass apart, you sexy sluts. Your asses will never be the same after this brutal stretching, you filthy animals.
When I shove it in, you’ll feel every inch, making you scream and moan in a mix of pain and pleasure, you horny bitches. Your ass will clutch and spasm around my toy, begging for more punishment, you dirty subs.This isn’t just a fantasy, it’s a torture-filled adventure. I’ll fuck you hard, fast, and deep, making you take it like a champ, you pathetic little bitches. Your ass will be mine, and you’ll thank me for it, screaming my name in ecstasy, you sexy whores.
So, are you ready to surrender your assholes to my strap-on supremacy? I’ll own that tight bussy and make you love it. Let’s get filthy and take it to the extreme. You’ll be left quivering, satisfied, and craving more, you horny little ass-sluts!
I audition for snuff movies when I need money desperately. And I ran out of the coke my regular dealer gave me. Plus, I ran out of the pink cocaine my stepson gave me too. I worked hard for both bags of coke. But I am a coke fiend. It’s how I survive. And it is how I thrive.
So, I answered an ad on the dark net for a private snuff film. When I called the number, he explained what he wanted. He needed a woman who could handle hardcore anal sex. I’m an anal whore. Men have been fucking my ass for decades. And most of the time fucking my ass harder than any ass rape porn star. I went to his house last night even though I knew it might be risky. Desperate women do dumb things.
When I Googled the address, I saw he lived in a swank neighborhood. That was a first. Most of the time, I am answering ads that send me to the seediest parts of town. But this guy did not work for a studio. This would be a private flick for his own personal pleasure. Once we talked about money and had some wine to loosen me up, he made me strip in front of him. Huge cock. He stroked as I teased him.
For a moment, I thought this might not be too bad. Wrong. He brought out whips and chains. I thought he would use the chains to restrain me. But another first. He fucked me with the chains. Big heavy chains folks use to keep people out of gates and buildings. No lube. He just shoved the chain in my ass and laughed that it was just like Be Wa Balls. Nope. Not even close.
After torturing my ass with that chain, he shoved his cock in my ass. But the chain stayed in my ass. It felt like I had two huge cocks in my ass at once. After he came, I thought we finished his homemade snuff sex video. But he wanted to humiliate me too. I had to lick those chains clean and his cock too. I was not high enough to lick my ass juice off some thick dirty chain. But I had no choice. I needed the coke.
He told me once I could be a snuff porn star. The guy who told me that has featured me in many of his underground snuff flicks. Although he does not sell drugs, he pays me well and that enables me to buy coke. But he makes me earn that money. And one of these days, this cat will run out of lives for him.
Since Mother Nature dumped a ton of snow on me, I found a way to get out of the house. I needed to get out because I ran out of coke. And I cannot keep up with two boys with cabin fever without it. So, I texted Carl. Asked him if he had any snuff movies in the works that I could help him with. And he told me to pay him a visit. Since I could not get my car out of the driveway, I called Uber.
Uber charged me an arm and a leg to go 10 miles, but I put it on my husband’s credit card. He thought I needed to go to the store for tampons. He believes anything I tell him. I wore a long sleeve turtleneck and jeans to cover my body up. I knew I would return home with tampons and bruises. So, I planned on how to get my coke without my family knowing.
Carl seemed ready for me when I arrived. I saw a big bag of coke. For this snuff session he would pay me with coke instead of money. He stripped me naked and hung me from a beam in his basement. Then he started whipping me. He enjoys filming women getting whipped and flogged. Carl acts like a pure sadist when it comes to women. Mommy issues I suspect.
The pain seemed unbearable, but honestly, I have been through worse. So, I thought of something else as he whipped the flesh off my body like a black slave who tried to escape his master. He avoided my face, but he whipped every other ounce of my flesh. When he finished, I required medical attention, but instead I snorted a ton of coke. That dulled the pain.
Carl dropped me off at the grocery store. And once I got the tampons I did not need, I Ubered home and told my husband I got in an accident to explain why it took me so long and why I was walking like Mike Tyson beat me up. He did not need to know I endured torture sex for coke. The things I do for coke.
Snuff movies have been a thing I have to do for my Master. I really have no choice if I want to be a good slave. And don’t get me wrong I very much want to be the best slave. I guess my Master sees my dedication and for that he rewards me. My treat? A desperate little cuck that is willing to do whatever I say. The one Daddy gifted me was such a little worm. He thought his 5 inch dick would satisfy me, which made me laugh so fucking hard.
He got to watch what kind of cocks make me cum. Big fat hard cocks that fuck me so hard I cum blood. I have a thing for blood. The way it feels on my skin, the smell, everything about it made me feel so wild and horny. That little fucking cuck thought he could touch his pathetic cock without permission. I mean I get it, to watch a huge cock going in and out of my little pussy is hot as fuck, but he was my slave for the moment, he does what I say.
And since he didn’t worship me properly he was fresh meat for the powerful cocks who ripped me open. First I made him tongue their assholes and lick their blood soaked balls. The little piece of shit was crying that he didn’t like the taste of blood. His whining was really getting to me so I made one of the Bulls force fuck his face to shut him up and I guided another big black cock into his other hole. That little pussy bitch was squealing like a little baby piglet, it drove me wild and the Snuff sex commenced.
I stabbed, stabbed, stabbed little piggy in a sex crazed daze. My fangs were out and I sucked some off his blood from his pathetic little cock. By the time I was finished with him I was covered in his blood and gore. I roasted his little dick for later.
Snuff Movies are some truly dark and twisted movies. And the best Dark Satanic Pleasures are fueled by a goth vixen named Morticia. Don’t let your guard down around this dark seductress as I will surely suck your soul out of your filthy human shell.
In fact my best pleasures are exterminating souls from filthy fucking p daddy perverts. I lured them and entice them with the pleasures of the flesh as I promise them sweet innocence for them to violate. Sometimes I will shape shift, or rather truly just visual and mental manipulation, into being a little girl.
Once the pervert is lured and suddenly rendered unconscious he becomes my victim. My prey was so much fun to lure and catch. That thing between his legs will soon be Rovers treat. After all a horny pervert is really a threat to young women. And I take onto myself to rid the world of them.
First things first, I will tie my victim up and enjoy watching him wake. Then with a strap-on I have my own special little session of violently violating a fantasy rape on that ass with my big cock. Sometimes guy envision me as a succubus shemale and this, again, is but more satanic manipulation of perception. Or am I just really a succubus shape changing devilish goddess?
Honestly, with my dabbling in the dark arts I have gained a few abilities. But that is not the discussion here. That tender destroyed asshole will be prolapsed and the once man is but a pile of mishaps. Oh but he asked for it. He was preying on young girls. His perverse desires where fulfilled with what he wanted. Tight young pussy.
Lastly the cock and balls are cut off and tossed into my beasts cage. He is a happy boy when he gets another mans boys. Who’s next?
