My snuff sex fantasy finally came true! For years I have longed to be at the top of the gallows, swinging carelessly while 2 little whores dangle by their necks on either side of me. It took forever to find the perfect location and the helpers I’d need… not to mention the victims themselves, they had to all be perfect! Last week tho, it all finally came together! I saw the victims walking alone early one morning, they were twins, blonde and delicate and almost angelic looking. It seemed somehow profane… almost blasphemous in a way to kill such beautiful girls, so you know that made me want to do it more. It was easy to get them to go with me, they were lost and I promised to help them but once they were in my car they were already damned. We used their delicate little bodies until they were broken beyond repair, fucking all their holes while they screamed and begged for mercy! Then we strung them up and I got to swing between them while their bodies danced and twitched and died…
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My snuff sex fantasy came true!
Sold into Slavery
I was sold to a group of criminals who always kept women in their headquarters to rape and ravish whenever they feel like it. They opened a new safe house nearby and needed to obtain more girls to keep around, which is how I ended up being the first girl in their safe house. Being the only girl there proved to be dangerous.
They tore at my clothing and skin as they frantically tried to get their cocks into some part of my body as soon as they could. Some of them would beat me or pull my arms or hair like a brat tugging on a dog’s tail. They could do whatever they wanted to me and there was nothing I could do to stop them or fight back. Tears streamed down my cheeks as two dicks battled to get down my throat. With every hole filled at all times, it was continuous explosion of jizz being blasted into or on me in some way from various men.
They were so rowdy and drunk from partying to celebrate the new headquarters. One of the men got a little too rough with me and accidentally snapped my neck as he was face fucking me. The men groaned, but it wasn’t long before their need for pussy grew strong enough, as well as getting drunk enough, that they didn’t care anymore and filled my lifeless corpse back up with cocks and cum. I guess next time they will buy more than one slut at a time.
Fuck my cold, dead pussy and warm it up.
Necrophilia phone sex is over the top for some people. But deep down, we all love the macabre tales of people who love to fuck dead bodies. This is your story.
She was gorgeous, tanned, rich, and totally out of your league. You’d been lusting after her since grade school. You were the creepy guy that no one looked at twice. Your job as a morgue helper did nothing for your social life. You met me on a snuff website. We both loved to torture and make people bleed. Sometimes I’d hang out at the morgue with you after hours so we could experiment with cutting up flesh and removing organs neatly. You laughed when I sucked a dead man’s cock. Then I cut it off and shoved it up his ass. He wouldn’t be needing it.
I was there with you when a call came in. A fatal car accident involving a young woman. The coroner dropped her off and left. When you pulled back the body bag, I heard you gasp. It was your teenage crush. The back of her head was gone and her legs were broken and dangling. But her face was beautiful, even in death. I didn’t say a word as we undressed her. Her perky tits and waxed pussy were like alabaster and stone cold.
I knew what you wanted. I walked over and pulled out your erect cock. “Fuck her. You know you want to.” I whispered. I spread her broken legs wide, showing you the pink meat within. You were on her like a dog on a bone. You licked and sucked her dead nipples, making a trail over her flat belly to her bald pussy. I moaned as you moved between her legs and forced your cock into her lifeless slit. I rubbed my own clit as you blew her corpse full of cum.
Her autopsy isn’t until Friday. Looks like we have all week to to play with your new girlfriend. Maybe I can find a “stiff” cock to play with while I watch.
Snuff sex with the little ones is better
Snuff sex is best when I have a tiny little victim, one that will cry pitifully for her momma and beg me not to hurt her… that is what I like best. Just last night I found me a little whore like that, she was tiny and much too small to be wandering around alone at night like that! She came with me willingly, I looked safe to her I’m sure but as she soon found out, I was far from safe! I tied her up and left her hanging from a hook so that I could whip her until the blood ran down her legs and her skin was hanging off her back… she looked so beautiful to me when she was all bloodied and crying like that. Then I fucked her to death with my biggest dildo and threw her body in the trash…
Bloody phone sex
I am on a table getting my holes completely bloody. A big cock has been forcing his way inside of me and ripping me open non stop. My pussy has torn into my ass hole and it is so swollen. My blood is drying on my legs as he finds other ways to torture my insignificants worthless excuses of an existence. He tries putting his hands around my neck chocking me with his cock down my throat.
He leaves bruises on every part of my body, beating the fuck out of me until I can not even squirm to try and move. He opens up my stomach and tries to see how much cum he can put inside of me before I die. He invited a bunch of his friends over where they all laugh at me worthless naked body, filling the cavity of my stomach open.
My organs are coated in their glaze.
Crushed
Some men will do just about anything to cum as hard as possible. I met up with this guy from school. He came to my house in his big pickup truck and we took off. Telling me he wanted to show me a special spot we could watch the stars in the bed of his truck, he had no trouble luring me to a field in the middle of nowhere. As soon as the truck was in park, he hopped out and let me out on the other side. Jumping down, I turned to look at him, but that’s when he punched me with his powerful fist, which entirely knocked me out.
When I woke up, I was naked and tied up on the ground, face down, and his truck was slowly backing up towards me. I screamed and tried to wiggle out of the way, but I couldn’t move fast enough. The truck backed up and was lined perfectly so it rolled right over my hips, crushing my pelvis. My head was still far enough away from the other tire that my lower back and ass were the only things pinned down under the truck. I gasped and tried to wheeze for air as I was getting smashed by the tire.
The man walked around and dropped his pants before coming up and shoving his cock balls deep into my cunt. The weight of the truck compressed my pussy, making it the tightest fit possible. He forced his dick into my asshole right before the force of his animalistic thrusts combined with the unforgiving pressure of the pickup entirely snapped my spine. Unable to feel my legs, I started to lose consciousness as he blew his load in my ass. When he was finished, he drove the car off of me, then came back out with a sledge hammer. With one final blow, he ended my misery and the only chance of a surviving witness to his crimes.
Are you hungry?
I have been feeling extra naughty lately, and I wanna help you get a little bitch. I want you to fucking tell me what you want, and I wanna go out and find out next meal. I wanted to get one of those drunk girls off the beach, and I will make sure that she is nice and athletic so she will cook very nicely. But prepping the little bitch is my favorite part, rubbing oil all over her body and stuffing her with veggies and seasonings. Then, I will go with tinfoil and cover her nipples and toes so they don’t burn. Then we just wait for the house to smell up like a good tender girl, and then beep we here the alarm go off. She is done, and we are hungry.
I’m an equal opportunity killer
I am an equal opportunity killer, I don’t care if the bitch is black or white or whatever, all bitches bleed and die the same way. So when a friend of mine asked for a mixed bag of whores to torture I didn’t think anything of it, I just went and got him a skinny little white bitch and an innocent little black bitch too. I had to drug the little whores to get them in my car so they were unconscious when we got to his place but that worked out perfect because it allowed us to strip them and tie them up easily.
These little bitches were terrified when the awoke to find themselves naked and tied up, and once they saw the room was filled with naked horny men they both started to cry and beg us to let them go. All I could do was laugh! As if I would let a couple of whores go! No, these bitches were going to literally be fucked to death and that was that! I let the men take them and soon all the begging and pleading stopped because their mouths were way too full of cock to make any more protests!
Everyone got a turn to fuck all their tight little fuck holes and when it finally came time for them to die we untied them and let them fight for their lives. Unfortunately, they were far too weak to put up much of a fight and soon they were both dead. They will live on forever in my latest snuff film tho, and isn’t that an honor?
Master, I Want it Harder
Master made me strip naked and wait for him with my ass out and ready for his cock. I pulled my cheeks apart when I heard him coming close. Spread wide, I felt his hands explore my pussy and ass as he fingered both holes. He smacked my ass hard, making me squeal. After a few whacks, he grabbed a paddle and spanked me with it until I was red and sore. In between each slap, I had to tell him that I want it harder. And he always complied with that request, regardless that it wasn’t actually what I wanted. When I don’t ask for more, the punishments become much worse, so I know better than to beg for mercy.
But sometimes, fate decides the punishment for me. Something must have made him very upset that day, because I felt a knife pierce through my back. Even still, I choked out, I want it harder! Stab after stab, I asked to get it harder. The blood poured down from my body, pooling around my knees. Filling my lungs, the blood came up from my throat as I coughed. This time, I was no longer able to ask for it harder, as I had lost consciousness, barely clinging to life. In a fit of fury, he dug the knife through my neck, cutting my spinal cord and brain stem. Time for a new slave.
Snuff Sex Death
Snuff sex Cassandra is my handle in a few fetish online chat rooms I belong too. It is because I have fantasies about dying. Some of my fantasies are inspired by my callers. I have some sick twisted regulars. One of my most creative callers recently did a call with me that had me bragging in one of the chat rooms about wanting to die in just such a fashion. He was a mad scientist of sorts creating new drugs. Killer drugs. I was a sex slave thus he could legally test his drugs on me like I was a lab rat. I woke up strapped down with him injecting his drug into me. When I protested he reminded me I was a sub human. I asked questions. I wanted to know what was going to happen to me, but he was vague with the details. He shot a needle in my arm. Nothing happened. When he hooked up an industrial sized vibrator to my pussy, I thought this was like a female enhancement trial. No such luck for a blonde bimbo slave. It was a death drug. When I came, my heart would stop beating. Death by orgasm. A hot and terrifying concept. I tried not to cum. I tried to think of horrible things so I wouldn’t cum. I couldn’t. I am a pain slut. I am a snuff porn junkie. I resisted for as long as I could but the intensity was too strong. I came. I felt my heart seizing up like some one was on the inside squeezing it. Within minutes of cumming, I was dead. Wouldn’t it be great to die by orgasm? Sure, your dead, but what a way to go. If you want to snuff me, which I know you do, make me cum to death.















