My snuff movies were called “Killing Francis” and I just made the latest installment. Francis is a very weak little man, barely 5′ 7″, he weighs no more than 140 pounds soaking wet and he looks like a weak little bitch. He didn’t even protest while I tied him up, all he did was cry! He didn’t beg for help, he could see all those people crowded around to watch him die and the little wimp just accepted his fate. He cried while I beat him, he cried while he bled and eventually he even begged for his life… but it was far too late for him to save himself. I just kept beating him while the crowd chanted “Kill Francis! Kill Francis!” over and over and in the end he died the way he lived, a broken wimpy little bitch of a man.
Tag: Snuff phone sex
Take Me Away
Life is funny when you think about it. Every day have these little annoyance and concerns. Emotions like joy and happiness only last for a few moments then in the end all that’s left is nothing. Just skin that rots away, then the bones slowly waste away until they are dust. I bet dying is so peaceful. To not have to have those worries or concerns anymore. I could easily found out for myself but I think it should be a intimate experience. I want to make a deal. You do whatever you want to me, I’ll do anything you ask. The only thing I ask in return is you take me away from this world in the very end.
She didn’t last very long
I thought I had the perfect victim to really take my time with, she was a little chubby and looked pretty strong so I thought she would last for days. Turns out she didn’t last more than an hour! I was so disappointed because I had put a lot of work into tricking her to come with me and I had to drug the big bitch too so that I could restrain her. Maybe I used too much dope, maybe her heart just couldn’t take the stress, maybe it was that huge razor wire covered dildo that literally split he in half… I don’t know for sure but I was barely getting into it and she fucking died just like that! What the fuck kinda shit is that??? I want to take way more than an hour to kill a bitch, I want to peel her skin off, break her bones, really make her suffer and scream before she dies this was almost a merciful killing and I am so not down for that! I guess I will just have to go find a replacement victim later on tonight to make up for it.
Daddy Daughter Snuff
Violent phone sex stories from a snuff Whore:
Your wife was sleeping, you heard noise in the basement and came to check it out. It was just me wanting to play again. Your hardcore text made me want to come play. I was naked and had my ass spread open. I wanted that pierced dick in my ass. I needed to get you ready to act out your raging fantasy. I promised I would do this for you. You said your wife never gave her ass to you, but you drugged her and took it tonight. As you fucked my ass you told me how much better my tight ass was on your dick. Your sweet daughter surprised us and I grabbed her and cut off her clothes. I bent her over the washer and held her down while playing with her cunny to get her ass wet. I demanded you destroy her ass as she screamed and kicked. Blood was dripping from her sweet ass hole around your cock. We could leave no witnesses so I wrapped my hands around her throat as you stayed in her ass fucking her. He head bobbed to the side as you came in your dead daughters’ ass.
Beat that bitch dead
Take it
Give me the dick and make me take it , watching rape porn and snuff makes my body shake. My pussy gets so wet. I just want to be treated like the nasty little human I am. Use me up and fill all my holes. My body should be leaking of fluids. Blood and pussy juices. Giving you the choice to do what ever you want to body, I don’t have control over myself, you do . I really need someone to remind me of why I am a whore daily. Low key love to hear that shit. Degrade me and make me sweat, and hurt. Beat me down until I cant breathe. If you have to some how ring me back to life after fucking me , and fucking me up so good, then great if not oh well . I was just a slut who had all my holes ripped and beat up anyways.
Killer Phone Sex Is A Real Need with Gray
You know how serial killers have a specific need or rather an obsessive compulsive itch that they have to continue their rituals in whatever pattern they have construed or else they just can’t function? Well, in a way I can sympathize as I get a need to kill really annoying little brats. Yeah I said little brats, I fucking hate ankle biting little whiny assed fucking brats. I Hate them! I pretend to be the best babysitter ever and that I adore these fucks but in reality I can’t wait for the parents to leave and get all She Wolf of the SS on them! I fucking swear to the devils cock that I will sweet talk my way into whatever just to get a few good hours with the jizz accidents.
First I will be sweet as fuck and offer them candy and cute stuffed toys and win them over… but… in minutes that all changes. I grab them by their hair and pull them across the room and into the bathroom. There I will shove their faces in the toilet after I take a big smelly crap. I proceed by cutting their cute little clothes off and taking a cheese grater of a dildo and start ripping into those assholes and a shock dildo to their little cunts. With the screams being lost in the pile of excrement I just laugh as they bleed and convulse to their own deaths. That is one way I deal with them but the options and ideas are endless.
Stranger Danger
It was cool last night and felt perfect time to take a walk. I was feeling surprisingly alive and wanted to enjoy it before that feeling faded away. Which surely didn’t take long. I walked about a block from my apartment before I noticed a large figure following behind. I felt the calmness come over me, letting me know I would be feeling very much alive much longer. He increased his speed and I continued to walk timidly. In a few moments I felt a large hand grab my shoulder and forced my body into the brick wall beside me. *Crack* I felt oozing warmth down the side of my face, with blurred vision I attempted to see my new savior. I could only make out a dark figure. Upon losing consciousness he lifted me up and hurried me over to a park car. Quickly shoving me into the back seat only pausing for a moment to run his hand up my leg before slamming the door shut. As I felt the car start and drove away, I could no longer keep my eyes open…I surely hope to wake again even only for a short time.
Bukkake snuff movies
Daddy wants to film snuff movies and he told me that I am going to be the bukkake superstar, of course. We always create the best homemade porn videos and Daddy even sells them for a profit. My worthless piece of shit body is only good for being used, abused and pimped out to anyone who is desperate enough to destroy me. It’s even better when we have an audience. My cum addiction was fed when Daddy forced me on to my knees and gaped my mouth open so that I could be filled up and smothered with endless loads of cock cream from dozens of throbbing cocks. I’m such a fuckin jizz whore and I wouldn’t want it to be any other way. I have a sloppy wet cunt and it gets even messier after i’m subjected to a bukkake shower explosion. I don’t even know where Daddy finds all of these horny dicks that are eager as fuck to blast on me but he always has them on tap and ready to fuck me up. I’m getting everything that a snuff whore like me deserves. I have a love/hate relationship with my life.
Master’s Torture
I arrived on time, at least I thought. He told me exactly 12:00 and that’s when I knocked, but he said I was late and started to drag me down to the dungeon. I’m in trouble my heart’s beating fast with excitement and fear. Master is very particular he hates when I’m late, say the wrong thing, or act out of turn. He gets furious and to calm that fury he wants to see red. He dragged me to his two wooden pillars and tied my arms up high above my head. He pulled the rope up so I would dangle inches above the ground unable to touch with my feet. He then started a small fire and grabbed a metal rod resting it inside allowing it to get nice and hot. He turned to me and grabbed tightly around my throat, while he tore open my blouse and ripping my bra. He bit down hard on my nipple, until I couldn’t help but scream as I felt oozing warmth start sliding down my stomach. He chuckled as he started playing with his collection of toys contemplating the best torture for my insubordination.