Snuff phone sex gets me horny. I love watching bitches and bimbos like me getting snuffed out. I am on both sides of the snuff film industry. I have been the snuff star and I have helped acquire the talent. I am in my 30s now, so I am no longer a starlet. I have a deal with my master that once I bring him 100 young girls to snuff out on film, I can have my freedom back. I am almost halfway there. I am motivated to be a free whore. I am no longer riddled with guilt over luring young sluts to their death. It is survival of the fittest in the snuff porn world. I found two young Latina whores for him this week. Twin sisters. They were with a coyote who I was able to distract with my whore body. I drugged him and he passed out while fucking me. I then took his two little kidnapped bitches and brought them to my master. He loves race play. I have brought him little whores of all colors. He enjoys those puntas. They had been sold by their parents anyway, I likely just brought them to a sooner less torturous death. Master had a party, and they were the guest stars. A bunch of old white men violated their tiny holes. I am not a complete monster. I gave the gangbang twins some heroin to dull the pain. I filmed the show. They were passed around like candy, used in all their holes, choked, and slapped around. It was like a horror movie. Their little holes were obliterated to the point of gushing blood. If they had not been so fucking high compliments of my needle skills, they would have begged to be killed. Master and his pals came close to exterminating the brats, but I had to do the honors. He said if I want to make it out of the snuff movies, I cannot be afraid to get rid of the talent.
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Snuff Phone Sex Fantasy
Snuff Sex Rape Fantasy of Sister
His darkest fantasy rape for snuff sex plagued his mind. He wanted to ruin his bitch slut sister and I was the perfect victim. Fake, hot and a blonde too good for him bimbo. In his eyes all blondes are bimbos. My fake tits made me even more of a bimbo. He despised me and wanted me at the same time. He hooked up with me on a sugar daddy site. He wooed me because he needed to have me.
As a material girl I was way out of his league too. He took out a second mortgage on his condo just to pay the rate for me. Things he did just to get me to fulfill his need. He took out loan to lease a sports car and managed to afford a high end dinner of private catering on the roof of his condo. It was elegant and due to covid it was our own secluded little meal. I never expected that we would be so alone and so high above the city. His condo was a showplace and he had a temporary period of being the only one in the newly renovated warehouse building. We were completely alone.
He gave me a dress to put on and some heels and lingerie. It wasn’t new, and it had another woman’s perfume on it. Once I came out in it he called me by another woman’s name. I was Ursula. I played along. He said we would do something different. Something was in the champagne that made me feel funny. Last I recall he helped me to the bedroom. I was conscious but paralyzed. He shoved me down on the bed and violently violated me. His hands were big on my neck and I lost all consciousness. I was certainly due my destruction and I hope it was worth it for him.
Cut My Air Off
The intense joy of strangulation phone sex is often misunderstood. It’s not necessarily that I want to die. It’s the amazing high you start to feel when there is no air coming into your lungs. Combined with an intense arousal. The brain is such a funny thing sometimes instead of feeling pain it tries to hide it from you. I imagine my lungs suffer when I cut off the air supplies but I love the floaty feeling when they don’t get their oxygen fix. It’s worth all the discomfort when that high over takes my system. Wrapped that hand firmly around my neck, or slid a noose around my delicate neck and pull it tight. Sever my air supply and be the deciding factor on when and if I get it back.
Sadistic Phone Sex Twisted Doll Maker
I wanted to create something and be crafty. I’m a sadistic phone sex bitch and a Queen Bitch at that. I am no fucking Martha Stewart, I’m more a surgeon and butcher. I love cutting up little girls and love my chainsaw. I have a real enjoyment of blood splattering good times too. They go hand and hand. So it’s only the obvious thing to play as a good protagonist and follow my hero’s style. It’s Mistress Gray Frankenstein is an appropriate thing. I obsess over Science and seeing how to reanimate things after piecing them together and cutting up bodies.
I had the cutest little girl and boy the other day. I was curious about making them into a special little dolly. I found a trashy whore I lured in with some cocaine. I also got myself a high roller that would pay to watch me destroy these three. He loved the blood show and sound of the chainsaw cutting bones. I loved standing over my victims in heels and my hot body barely covered.
I needed to pull an Elizabeth Bathory and have that blood splatter over my bare flesh. I drained them over a tub and bathed in their plasma and blood while i masturbated in the bath. I loved stitching the little boys cock onto the girls body and the breasts of the trashy whore on her too.
You can play with my Frankenwhore if your good. I added the hookers long legs to that little body also. My client loved fucking himself with that little limbs of my little victims and putting the whores vagina on the little boy’s bottom was a true move for the real money. He was ecstatic and tipped me a cool grand! I love my eccentric Millionaire clients they are the best!
Knife play phone sex slut
I was sitting on my bed, in my dorm room when the door slowly creaked open. I stood frozen in panic, in nothing but a tank top and g string panties as a strange man walked in. As he turned to lock the door, I caught sight of a big, sharp knife in his hand. He pushed me back onto my bed and told me that I better not try to fight back. He slid the blade down my body, slicing my panties off. He lifted them to his nose and took a deep breath. He pressed the blade into my throat and told me that he was going to force fuck my brains out. He then told me that I better beg, plead and pray if I wanted my pathetic life spared. I don’t think he realized that the dorm he had broken into belonged to a twisted, evil knife play phone sex whore. I was more than ready to be his snuff slut for the evening. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him into me. I begged him to stab that blade into my throat instead of begging for my life. He wrapped my sliced up g-string around my throat and started to strangle me with it as he was jamming his cock into my asshole. As I began to lose consciousness I could feel his hard dick dumping cum into me. He pulled the fabric tighter and watched as my face turned pale blue and then deep purple. When he felt my body go limp, he dropped me on my face and left to find his next victim. I wasn’t the first and I won’t be his last…
bLOODY tOOTHLESS BLOW JOB?
With extreme torture sex we can give you bloody toothless blow job.
Two hitchhikers, women, and traveling light. Pretty young women who thought I was doing them a favor. So trusting in fact that I had the passengers’ side fill with soft snores. At the rest stop I chloroformed both women. It was risky but they both got the rag!
I brought them straight to you and you had your dental chair ready for both of them. Laughing Gas was always your preferred choice! All I had to do was cut off clothes and arrange those legs so you could see those cunts wide open and waiting for your cock. I love how you worked to pull each tooth out while pumping them with your dick. Savage ravage of unwilling cunts! Its music to my ears as they begin feeling the pain of each extraction! I have to say your practice was busy with men who wanted to try out your whores with no teeth. Pretty girls gumming a cock as your customers got off on bruttally fucking bloody and sore mouths!
Want to help me hide a body?
He Wanted To Eat My Ass
I never thought I would be the main course in that way. It was cannibalism phone sex this pervert wanted. He said he wanted to eat my ass and I thought it was a little tame. I mean sometimes they just want some of me. I never thought I’d get roasted and eaten. I expected to get toasted but like you know drunk? He wanted to roast my ass like a side of beef and slice into it. He declined my tits because they were silicone. My fattiest part was my ass. He was drooling over it like I was a piece of meat a carnivore chooses to be prepared. Well I guess that is exactly what I was. He pumped my pussy with his cock and even fucked my ass. He slapped it around as he fucked me. I guess he was just tenderizing the made course. I was washed and douched with bouillon. He described that the bouillon makes the meat sometimes. Especially when it’s a little fatty and lean the flesh needs a good penetrating marinating of a thick oil. He said olive oil and rosemary will really make me a succulent dish. I was terrified as he had me on that cold steel table. He cut my implants out and stuffed my mouth with carrots and potatoes. He added herb bundles in my cunt and some sausage roll in my ass. I was stuffed oiled and slid into the oven. Bon Appetit.
Rip My Heart Out
Oh that dreaded holiday is finally behind us. You didn’t need a valentine, if you want someone’s heart you just take it. Carefully playing with your blades, sharpening and testing the points. Save only the sharpest one for me. Make sure the table is ready and straps tested to be tight and secure. I won’t run away but can’t promise my body won’t react to the craving into my flesh. Make the first cut just the upper left of my chest follow the dotted lines you marked out a complete circle to carve out a little hole in my chest. Pulling off the flesh, with minimum blood giving you a perfect view of the heart currently still pounding in my chest. You tease me as you reach in and ask if I can feel my heart in the palm of your hand. Sharing one last laugh with you, as you grip tight around the beating muscle and tear it right out of my chest. My last sight as the world fades away is you laughing covered in blood splatter, and blood shooting out my chest cavity traveling down my tits and slowly dying down as my blood grows colder. Unable to live on without the missing piece currently in your hand.
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i know how worthless and pathetic I am . I was made for you to punish me . I was getting grocery’s and the next thing I know I am all tied up in someone’s car . They toke me to the middle of no where and nailed me to the floor of this small wooden house . Every hour a man would come in . Piss all over me and fuck me while torturing me . The first one cut my stomach and stitched back into place. But not before fucking the wound . And surprisingly it really turned me on . Having a man literally rearranged my guts made me cum so much my pussy was throbbing! Thankfully the next man to come in toke care of that . He whipped me across my back so much it stung but made me cum . I guess he saw how wet my pussy was and he started to rub the tip of it . I arched my back . Finally reward me with some good cock . I want to feel a big fucking load . I moaned out so fucking loud and my eyes rolled to the back of my head . I could feel his dick throbbing hitting my back wall . When another man came in …
Snuff Phone Sex Sadistic
It’s a good day for a Snuff Phone Sex Sadistic to get into mischief with. I am always able to come up with fuck meat for that filthy perverted desire. It’s my greatest pleasure as the evil babysitter to find a sacrificial virgin for that p-cock. Your tendencies toward the young forbidden fruits is pure delight for me to assist. I will strangle the bitch while you violate every fucking hole. I bet if they are super young it would be so easy to break into a new hole. Like that soft spot or hell I love my power tools. I would be happy to drill a hole allowing you to penetrate the brain.
You see I went to taxidermy school. I was raised in the back woods early on and became obsessed with making dead things reanimated. I am seriously deranged in making dolls with various once living parts. I am a kind of Frankenstein except I don’t necessarily give things life. I’m more the puppet master. I make fantasies realistic. You want a naughty little virgin slut that has big tits. I am happy to cut an whores tits off and sew them onto a little fuckdoll.
I will be sure they both are alive long enough for you to get your cock dirty. Let’s play a game together at the school yard. The brats that run away and hang out in the park or the school yard are such easy prey. I sometimes even haunt the Bus or train station looking for fresh canvas. Maybe I can cut off a bums dick and stitch it onto a little girls body and call her a ladyboy. I think that would be fun. There are ways to make it stiff.

















