I had a sadistic phone sex Christmas. Not my choice. My husband made me deliver some gifts and food to my stepson’s house. I did not want to go because I knew he would not let me leave. I know my stepson better than my husband. My husband thinks his son is a good man with a great job. I know he lost his job over three years ago because he was stealing money for his coke habit. If you think I am a coke whore, you should meet my stepson. The only way he makes money nowadays is pimping me out to friends or streaming him violating my fuck holes to a paying audience. If I stepped foot in his apartment, I would not be leaving anytime soon because when he sees me, he sees dollar signs. Christmas was no different. He snatched the presents and food from my hands and tied me up. Stripped me naked and turned on his camera for a holiday snuff porn. Men were in a generous mood tipping him to torture me and fuck me hard. He did not hold back either. He pinned my arms behind my head and put a spreader bar between my legs. He used me for a couple hours. Fucked my ass and mouth. Smacked my tits and even burned them with hot candle wax. He would still be torturing me if his father had not been blowing up our phones wondering where I was. I went back home with cum oozing out my pussy and ass and my hair and make-up a mess. I looked like I had been gang banged in an alley. Nope. I was just fucked and abused by my stepson on Christmas day. My husband saw the way I looked and asked no questions. Maybe he was in on it. Maybe he has always known what naughty things his son does to his red headed stepmom.
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Accomplice Snuff Porn
Your little accomplice gets asked what kind of snuff porn I would do if I had the chance. There’s a couple of bitches that live on my street and they think their shit doesn’t stink. I would love to put plastic bags over snooty little heads full of my shit and watch them die from suffocating and smelling the fumes off a nice hot load of feces! My shit and no air killing them. But wait there’s more. As they were dying I would love to have a nice big p-cock slamming ass and pussy until it Bled out. I would love to see those faces smeared with brown turds, the plastic clinging to filled nostrils as they begged with the last of the air, too concerned with dying to enjoy that P-man cock ravaging tight slits! A shame really, but finally letting two young uppity females understand that my shit does stink and they are paying for their bully behavior gets my pussy so wet. And of course I am going to clean my accomplice’s cock off and blow him hard again. I want some cock that loves little girl pussy too! I want this week to be the most brutal accumulation of suffocation phone sex ever, Lets bring the new year in the fucking right way!
Snuff Porn for Christmas
He wanted to make a snuff porn for Christmas. I had to do some fancy talking to convince him that a much younger model would be more profitable and fun for him. He agreed to spare my life if I brought him something very young to play with for his home movie. This time of year, brats are everywhere because they are on winter break. I went to the mall and lured a young teen away from her pack. I convinced her to come with me. It never amazes me how trusting some of these hot teen sluts can be. While in the car, I stabbed her in the leg with a hypodermic needle filled with something to make her sleep. A passed out snuff sex star is much easier to handle. She was me 20 years ago. A young teen girl full of hope and potential. Tight holes, naturally bald pussy and a pink puckered asshole. Unlike me, however, she was not going to see Christmas. My guy was very pleased with my present to him. He told me I was a genius for suggesting a much younger model. She was sexy as fuck and jail bait as fuck too. She started to wake up, but by that time, she was tied up and not going anywhere. I shoved my soiled panties in her mouth to shut her the fuck up when she started screaming. Damn, she was a screamer too. My guy fucked her. Her mouth and pussy were damaged by the time he was done fucking her holes. I filmed the teen rape porn for him. He put his hands on her throat and violently choked her out while he fucked her. She was fucked to death, and I caught her last breath on film. It was his Christmas present from me. Now, what can I bring you for Christmas.
Slice And Dice
I laid him on his back as the knife slid into his flesh again with a sickening, wet sound. That same sound never failed to make me horny, never failed to make my cunt drip. I was over the moon when he started to finally scream and beg for mercy with real vigor. Watching grown men bound in rope, and bound to my will does nothing but turn my cunt into a sadistically raging river. I’m a slut for pain, but not my own. As long as I can cause some fucked up fun in any little fiend I might catch, I’m happy and horny to go! I kept dragging the knife down as I gutted him, and blood welled from the wound. I was gonna get fucked in a few, and use that blood as lube!
Ass Rape Porn Christmas
When you are an ass rape porn star, Christmas is a bit different. My stepson has already claimed my ass until Christmas. I am at his place doing a 24 hour live stream. I have never been ass fucked for more than a few hours a day. This is a 24 hour live stream. He wants to earn some last-minute cash before the end of the year. I told him I was not ready. I still had shopping to do and cookies to bake. I could not be his live stream whore for a full day. It did not matter what I wanted or needed to do. He punched me in the face, and I passed out. I woke up tied to a chair with my left eye black and blue and swollen shut. He made me sit on a huge dildo. He said he was prepping my ass for all the things he was going to use on it. According to him, men need some violent phone sex for the holidays because they are stressful. I was not sure how watching me get sodomized would relive stress, but my stepson says it is better than therapy. They guys were telling him different items to use on my ass and paying in Bitcoins. I swear I hear that dinging in my nightmares. First up was a baseball bat. The thicker end when up first. I lucked out and he used lubed, but it still hurt like a bitch. After I was sodomized with a baseball bat, I had to lick it clean. It was covered in shit and blood. When I put that nasty bat in my mouth, the Bitcoin dings went off the charts. That set the standard. Every item he sodomized me with, I had to clean up whatever was in my ass. My stepson made a lot of money. He did give me some coke, but he made my asshole uglier than it already is and I did not think that was possible. I will be around Christmas if you need some violent therapy too.
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies
Killer phone sex fantasies are on overdrive right now. Tensions are high because of the holidays. Extra stress this time of year. I get it. I, however, never have stress. Why? Because I kill and castrate and torture annoying fucks. It is very therapeutic. I encountered a man with road rage this week. He got pissed at me because I did not turn right on red. Well, there was a woman in the crossway. She had the right of way. Pedestrians always do. He honked his horn and flipped me off. If that had been all he did, he would still be alive. This asshole rode my bumper honking at me for two miles. Then he ran me off the road. I snapped a picture of his license plate and ran his plates. I can hack the DMV. I have mad computer skills. Anyway, I stalked the dude. Went by his house, watched him for a few hours. Decided he was home alone for a while, despite being married with a family. I broke in and jammed his alarm system. I was just going to castrate him, but he came at me with a gun. He has a right to defend himself in his own home, but I have a right to fight back. I just wanted to teach him some manners and he went ape shit on me, so I cut him. Not a fatal cut, but one deep enough to slow him down so I could strip him and tie him up. I had no idea how long the family was gone, but since I saw a meal for one, I assumed awhile. My instincts are mostly good. Once I had him tied down, I stripped him naked and took his manhood. I sliced his balls off in his marriage bed. Sexual mutilation is personal. Not for me, but castration phone sex is often blamed on an ex-scorned. No way would anyone think road rage led to the destruction I did to his body. The guy is dead. I mutilated his sex organs, gutted him like a pig and let him bleed out for his wife to find. The way I saw it, I was spreading holiday cheer killing one tool at a time. Who is next?
Sex with Dead Bodies for the Holidays
He wanted to have sex with dead bodies. The problem was I was still living. I have necrophilia fantasies, but I did not want to die, not really die. He gave me an option. If I wanted to live, I had to bring him something young to play with; something he could kill and fuck once dead. I used to feel guilty about leading the lambs to slaughter, but it is survival of the fittest. My will to live knows no boundaries. I went to the mall and looked for a cute young blonde girl for him. He likes them in their young teens. I found one alone with no pack of mean girls in tow. I used a line on her to lure her to my car where I whacked her on the back of the head. I shoved her in my trunk and drove to where he was waiting. This was like a Christmas offering to him. When his urges are dark and strong like they were last night, I need to deliver a product pronto or I am the one he is violating for his next snuff porn. He was very happy with the girl I selected for him. She was scared. She pissed herself in my trunk. I pulled her out of the trunk and delivered her to her death. He wanted to play with her first. He has a cruel side. He slapped her around, humiliated her by making her eat his dirty ass and drink his hot piss. Then he force fucked all three of her holes. Slid his big cock in her tiny ass and cunnie. She bled like a stuck pig. She was a virgin. He strangled her while he fucked her. He claimed he could feel the moment she died on his dick. He is a necrophiliac and I am his accomplice. I bring him live bodies to fuck and kill. The more I help him, the more I enjoy necrophilia phone sex too.
Holiday Snuff Porn
I made a holiday snuff porn last night. Holiday horror and holiday themed snuff flicks are popular. This was a custom-made movie for a client. He wanted to see little girls get slaughtered under the Christmas tree. I knew just what to do too. I kidnapped three little girls. It was perfect. They were at the mall getting photos with Santa. The mall over Christmas, is a great place to find some tender aged flesh to fuck and snuff. I am a good scout. I always know which ones to take. I lured the babysitter away with them. I think she was actually their big sister. My client got a bonus hot teen slut to kill. I gave her some line about auditioning for a horror movie, and she bought it. It was not a lie. She was going to star in a horror flick. My partner in crime was waiting for me at the cabin. The little angels were just what he wanted for Christmas. They were pretty little doll babies. Big sister led them all to their death. The girls were in cute matching red velvet dresses. I had a Christmas tree and all the lights on too. My cabin living room looked like a Christmas out of a Normal Rockwell painting. Then it turned into Black Christmas. There were naked girls being force fucked and slaughtered with big knives. There was carnage. Blood and guts spilled onto the floor as my accomplice stabbed tender flesh. The younger they are, the brighter the blood. It was a blood bath. Girls crying and screaming as my partner penetrated their little pussy holes with his big cock. They screamed just as loud when his knives penetrated their flesh. Holiday snuff movies always make me bank, but this one will make me a millionaire.
Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Can be a Holiday Escape
Do the holidays bring out your murder phone sex fantasies? They do most men. I met this man at the mall last week. He seemed flustered shopping. I thought I was being nice by offering to help him shop for the special lady in his life. Sometimes, men need help picking out the perfect gift for their significant other. He was handsome. He seemed like a typical white-collar man in love. He was dressed nice, but he was not wearing an Armani suit or anything. We walked around the mall, and I helped him get the perfect gift for his love. He was going to get her a juicer. I saved his marriage. He asked me for a drink to say thanks. I thought he was harmless. He was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. I was in his car with him when he tased me. I pissed his car seat and passed out. I woke up on the cold ground in the middle of the woods. I had no clue where I was. I thought maybe I was alone, but as soon as I sat up, he came running at me. He was waiting until I was awake to explore his rape phone sex fantasies. I was dumbfounded. He told me I was just dumb. He has no special lady. He explained that there is always some dumb bimbo offering to help him out. It is how he lures his victims. Brilliant like Ted Bundy. He did not look like a serial killer. He tore my holes up with his cock and his fists. Then he strangled me. I passed out, but I was not dead like he hoped. I tried to shallow my breathing and play dead. I am a good pain slut, so when he carved his knife in my flesh, I did not move. I played dead well enough that he left me. I will be the one who got away. My 9 lines though are coming to an end.
My Looks Are Deceiving!
When you look at me what do you see? A sweet young virginal thing? Well I have to tell you that you are completely wrong! I’m a gangbang whore, a rape fantasy cum slut, a snuff loving victim and a total teen rape porn addict. My twat is constantly pulsating with need for a violent fucking. I live for the thrill of being abused and force fucked, when you slap me and call me names, I come alive. I know why I’m this way, cunt abuse and anal sex torture is all I have ever known. My daddy and brother have been using me as an abuse whore since I could walk, I’ve been raised and groomed as a fuck toy. I don’t care who knows it and I’ve very proud of it!












