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Snuff Phone Call Gets Me Wet

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Your calls get me so fucking wet. I don’t know why I like it when you torture me but I can’t get enough of it. I didn’t want to hang up. I even came multiple times during our call. You warned me you liked to get violent, and you knew I wanted it badly. You knew that I would submit to you, my body, willingly. Your voice was stern has you told me all the things you would do to me. You talked about burning my tits over a slow roaster, having them get nice and brown just like a Thanksgiving Day roast. Then you started sawing off my limbs, one by one, making me beg you. You made me tell you how much I wanted it. I did want it. I wanted to be your limbless whore. I wanted to do anything to please you and once you filled me up with cum and snuffed me, I came so fucking hard.

Snuff Porn Star: Dying to Get into Snuff Movies

snuff pornSnuff porn is a popular genre, but it is mostly fake. Or at least that is what I convince myself when a guy buys me to make a little underground film. I am always told I look so hot guys would pay good money to kill and torture me. I think it’s a compliment. My audition was standard. I showed off my body, screamed a little and sucked the producer off. Standard casting procedure for adult films. Lots of hot young girls dying to get on screen. I don’t care about being famous or infamous. I just want to be hurt. I just want to die. During my audition, I begged the producers to star me in something really gory and painful. I have a personal death wish. Pain, death dismemberment arouse me. When filming began, I was looking forward to something pretty horrific and extreme. My producer was Japanese and Asia makes the most gruesome snuff movies ever. I was tied to a bed with electrodes attached to my breasts, ass and pussy. This appeared pretty lame to me. I have been shocked before; that is not the kind of pain I deserve; not the kind of pain I want. A cattle prod or stun gun are like bee stings to me. But then, a switch was flipped and I was howling in pain, convulsing everywhere. I peed the bed, threw up and shook uncontrollably. I was sweating bullets, cramping all over when the switch was flipped again and again and again. My skin was burning. My flesh was charring. I was being cooked from the inside out and it made me cum so hard. I begged them to keep flipping the switch until I was dead but they refused to actually kill me. Would you finish them off for me? I deserve to die.

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I know you need some snuff porn…

snuff pornI know you need some snuff porn, I mean what kinda of freak would we be without that hot shit? I can’t watch any other kind of porn besides that anyway because this is the only thing that gets this cunt dripping wet and ready for more of that shit. As in I can’t just watch it on the tv, I need it in real life…so I make that shit just happen. I can handle it all myself and I make sure to be cumming in no time… right on that bitches face. It’s always fun to have an accomplice with me to make this lil bitch suffer and to give her a good ass beating, then an ass fucking. Some forced cocksucking and cutting that lil soft body all over till it is covered in blood and cum and she is crying and begging for it all to end…we can more than give her that, we’ll give her the end of everything and cum so hard when we kill the bitch and our snuff porn is made, just with you and me and all our twisted desires.

Sex with Dead Bodies Snuff Porn

sex with dead bodiesSex with Dead Bodies was the name of the snuff film I auditioned for yesterday. I needed money for drugs so I thought I could play dead and let guys fuck me for cash. I was told I was perfect for the role with my alabaster skin. I was to meet them around midnight back where I auditioned. The setting was a graveyard. That is where they texted me at the last moment to meet them. I thought they were just going for the authentic feel. Creepy, cloudy night. Damp and cold. I was going to be dug up by a perverted grave robber and fucked only the day after I had been buried. I got in this rickety old wood box naked. They lowered me into the ground. This was going to be an authentic looking snuff porn for sure. I heard the dirt covering my casket. It was really cold out and being naked, I was shivering. It was dark; I could see nothing.

Time started passing. I couldn’t hear anything. What was going on? I think I just got duped into being buried alive. I start screaming, pounding on the box to break through. I manage to dig through the dirt because I was buried in a shallow grave. I break through the dirt and look like a mud wrestler from the rain. I’m naked, cold and muddy. No one from the movie shoot around. They left me to die. I started to walk naked towards the road. The rain made the mud fade. Suddenly three men jumped me before I made it out of the graveyard. They assaulted me for hours. Brutalized my body. I thought for sure they would kill me. They strangled me, shoved mud in my mouth, punched me, even broke my nose. As I was laying battered and bloody naked in the mud, I heard someone yell “great job.” This was all part of the film after all. Yeah, they definitely got an authentic looking snuff movie. Not sure the torture was worth the couple hundred dollars they tossed me. Lesson learned.

Killer phone sex is what really turns me on!

killer phone sexI looked down and smiled, all I could see was red. I finally felt happy and at peace, all the anger gone, a bliss feeling it was. Her eyes were open, staring and unblinking, her pussy was sill dripping cum, her body was lifeless as it gets and saturated in blood. My pussy was starting to get wet all over again thinking about it, killer phone sex is what really gets me nice and turned on, the only thing that makes my pussy soaking fucking wet. It all started with a little thing I like to call boredom, I knew it was time to go out and find my next victim. I live in a town with a very big school, a party town that has stupid whores crawling around it all times of day and night, all I needed to do was find that one extremely drunk slut, and get her to my car and she was mine. It’s not hard, I’ve done it too many times to count, I wanted one that was especially deserving to be cut and bled out. As soon as she got in my car, she passed out, too trusting… She woke up soon after though, tied up and helpless as I was cutting her slowly on her exposed tits. I’ve never seen someone sober up so quickly! She was screaming, begging, crying the whole works but I just kept cutting her all over, feeling my pussy get wetter and wetter. I was feeling extra mean, my friends were there to fuck her, and they did. Filled her up with cum and made her choke on their bloody cocks. While I helped, of course. Mmm… that’s what you get for being a stupid trusting whore.

She’s the star of my snuff porn

snuff pornStupid little whore, she had it coming to her! She looks so sweet and innocent but her master tells me she is a totally different story. She’s a whore, he tells me. She craves pain and punishment and my humiliation to her little body. She might cry, whimper and beg for it all the end but she’s the perfect example I need for my snuff porn. She can be the star… I tell her. Victim Belle is going to die and she doesn’t even know it. She will know soon, when I drag her by her hair to my basement, with every bounce down those stairs she will cry and I will smile at the idea of each and every bruise she will have on her soft tiny body. This bitch is mine, she’s going to learn what pain is really all about… I’m going to have all my friends ram her holes, gape her wide, beat her over and over until she’s covered in blood, piss and cum. That’s the way she belongs and she knows it. She’s going to stare at me, try to plead with me… but you can see her slowly giving up. I love this part. The part where I sit on her face and make her lick me up until…well until she can’t breathe anymore of course! Mmm… there you go stupid slut, you got just what you wanted.

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Shockingly Good

Your box finally came in the mail. I was in the basement tied up but could hear the UPS truck drive up and the man ring the bell. I heard you rip open the box and then fiddle around. You had told me you had a present coming for my pussy in the mail. My mind raced in fear as to what it would be. An hour or so later you made your way downstairs. I could barely turn my head to see you, but I could see you were carrying some sort of contraption that looked like a cable box or something but with more wires.

I was so weak from the beating last that I couldn’t even try to resist when you untied me and rolled me on my back on the cold hard floor. My naked useless body just laying there, probably half dead, but I just didn’t even care anymore. You were smiling that grotesque smile you get when you’re about to hurt me and you told me that you had something that would put some fight back into me – light me right up. The fear was crawling through me as you shoved something cold and hard up my pussy. It felt like a metal dildo. I just laid there and took it.

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Then you got up and I could see you plugging a cord into the wall. Wtf were you doing now? And what was that black box that started humming with electricity the moment you plugged it in? You got down on your knees by the box and started turning one of the knobs. At first all I felt was a weird feeling like a strange vibration, but then suddenly it was if my pussy was stuck in a light socket – every muscle in my body contracted at once as you electrocuted me from the inside out. My pussy juices made the perfect conductor for the electricity pouring from that box and you played with the knobs while my body convulsed with each rush of electricity. You laughed and laughed as the jolts blasted through me, and despite myself, I came all over my new present.

Fuckpig Roast

I got the rope you asked for from the basement. Why are you looking at me like that? You’ve seemed odd all day today and you’re drinking far too much, even more than usual. I barely get the rope unraveled before you grab me hard and put me over your knee. Just when I think I am going to get a fabulous spanking though, you start yanking my arms behind me and tying me up tight. I start to kick but I am no match for you – you grab my ankles and bind them together in no time flat.

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You roll me off your lap onto the floor and I land with a loud thump bonking my head. As the stars begin to clear I see you getting your lighter and a bottle of 151 Rum off the side table. I thought you were going to just take a swig, but instead you took some in your mouth and then spit it at me while lighting the lighter. A huge ball of flame poured over my naked body and singed my skin and hair. I started screaming and tried to roll away but you just kept spitting fire onto me, burning me all over.

I couldn’t roll away anymore, my skin was raw and blistering and it hurt to move. You stood over me, with about a half a bottle left and began to pour it on me. The alcohol burned so fucking bad on my raw skin and you just watched as I begged you to stop. The stinging pain was taking my breath away and just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, you lit the lighter and brought it down to my body. I tried one last time to roll away, but the flame had already caught. I thought all you wanted was some rope, but I guess you wanted a pig roast.

Give and Take

You finally let me out of that grungy basement and took me upstairs. Your whole house is dark and creepy, but still better than the dirty and cold basement. Even the little bit of light hurt my eyes, but no complaints from me. You don’t like complainers and I know what you would do to me. You grab my arm hard and throw me into the bathroom and tell me to clean up good. My mind started racing at the thought of being able to take a bath. I had been treated like a kept animal in a cage in the basement and covered in dirt and cum for as long as I could remember.

My mind was so fucked after the first few days of torture under your house that I couldn’t think straight. Thoughts raced through my mind as I got into the shower and felt the cold water running down my body. There was soap and it smelled so good. I rubbed it all over my tender body, flinching at each spot where you had bruised me for trying to fight back. But it still felt good. You stood and watched – your eyes looking up and down my naked body like a lion looking at prey. Your stare made my pussy throb and I couldn’t help but enjoy your sick eyes on my ass and tits.

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I soaped up slowly to be sure to give you a good show. You taught me right. Once I rinsed off and turned the water off, you stepped towards me and began groping my wet naked body. Your hand always so rough and you squeezed my ass so tight I knew more bruises would come. You pushed me against the wall, climbed in, and fucked my ass up against the wall. My feeling of being clean disappeared immediately… but I guess that was your plan all along. You loved to give things just to take them away.

Underground Snuff porn with Natasha

underground snuff pornYou don’t want to believe it. You hear the stories. You may have even seen a crude video clip or a blurred pic. It makes you tremble in the night when you walk to your car in the dark or your teen daughter isn’t home on time. But it here, all around you. I know it, because I am the one you should fear. I am the producer of underground snuff porn, the thief of innocence, the taker of life. I prey on those who are young and weak. I lurk in the shadows of night, waiting and watching.
I find pleasure in the pain. The smell of blood as it leaks from multiple stabs that slowly fill your lungs with blood, leaving you to gurgle helplessly. It’s not about the sex for me. It’s the hunt and the fear that drives me. Together with my horny accomplice whose sexual rages are fueled by blood, the victim suffers a terrible death. The more pain I inflict, the bigger his monster cock grows, until he must sate it by ramming it into unwilling holes. He shreds flesh as he violates, leaving carnage behind. I am like gasoline, pouring the fuel, fanning the destruction he craves deep down in his soul.
I am the mistress of evil, the devils spawn, and I will take you straight to hell. After I violate you, burn you, and slit your throat, leaving you to bleed in the darkness of the woods. I search for my mate, my accomplice, my shadow, to join me in this quest for death and violence. Perhaps you are even more twisted than me? Let us see…..