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Play Time

When I was a little girl my neighbour’s had three four legged friends . At first they scared me but the elderly man who lived there was so nice . He invited me down into his basement , tied both my legs on this wooden bench , and he told me that his friends wanted to give me a bunch of really good juice. He said if I was a good little girl I might even get a puppy .He lined his friend up behind me and they licked me really good .I begged the man to not let them stop .But he told me his friends where ready . At first it felt like my little lips where being torn .It hurt a lot and I cried . But then a whole bunch of yummy juice filled me up so much it swelled up my tummy .All of his friends toke turns on me and gave me buckets and buckets of juice . But don’t worry after the first time I loved it so much I even stuck my butt out and demanded it . Sadly , the elderly man didn’t have anymore four legged friends to give me more thick , yummy , and tasty treats .So I asked him if he had his own juice to give me .He told me it was cum and that because I was such a good little girl I could have every single drop of it .And then he called ten of his other older friends to play with us .There big , thick , cocks filled every tinny hole .He had to untie me from my bench just so they could all play with me .And that’s how i became a fifthly fucking cum slut . I don’t care who or what fucks me .I just have to be covered head to toe in your cum .

Ring in 2021 with Snuff Movies

snuff moviesRing in the new year with snuff movies. I am not kidding either. 2020 has been a train wreck. Let snuff films make you feel better knowing that some worthless cunt is getting slaughtered. I am a sick bitch. I do not just watch, however. I make my own snuff flicks too. I have made my one resolution for 2021 and that is to kill more. I want and I need to make more snuff films. 2020 was harder to get access to folks. My usual hunting grounds were closed down for months like malls and school playgrounds. I am hopeful that a vaccine will open shit back up and allow my mayhem to continue. I got the celebrations off to an early start but luring a teen whore away from Starbucks with the promise of making her a scream queen. Now, it was not a lie. It was just a different interpretation. She thought I was casting for a big screen horror movie, not a private snuff porn. I like girls thinking this is a real audition because it is so much fun when they give me their best audition. I let them tryout before I really torture and murder them so I can compare the staged fear against the real fear. The little skank I picked up last night was not giving me her best work during the audition. Once I pierced her perky nipples and sewed her whore cunt shut, she started giving me much more to worth with. Pain is a great motivator to give your best performance ever as a scream queen. Once my knives were out and piercing her tender age flesh, that little teen whore was giving me her best screams and her best fear. I tortured her for hours before I put her out of her misery. My guess is tonight, I will look for another young whore to mutilate and murder. The world needs more snuff sex videos. They are cathartic.

Drowning Him In The Aquarium

Sadistic Phone Sex

Few know, but I’m a true sadistic bitch. In my basement, I keep an underground aquarium of about three hundred thousand gallons. My ex boyfriend had it built for me; he was a Clinton cousin, and I used him for his wallet before he was the first one to go. My current victim dangled by his ankles above the hole in the floor. I pricked my finger with my dagger, dripping a few drops of blood in the water below him. I turned the lights on, and showed him the sharks beneath him. He was begging for his life, making my cunt wetter and wetter.

“If I tell you the codes, will you let me go?” He pleaded, watching me finger my cunt. “I will release you if you tell me the codes. Oh, and what’s your biggest fear?” I chuckle. He begins blabbering some crazy code, one I paid no mind to. “I’m afraid to drown!” He shouted. I smirked. “Good.” “Please release me!” He screamed. “Hmm, okay!:” I said, pressing a button and releasing his bound body down into my aquarium. The sharks brushed by him as I shut off the lights, shutting the door above him. He would either drown in the dark, or bleed out in between shark teeth.

Train Ride Slut

snuff pornShut the fuck up he said as he slammed my head into the floor, my face pressed up against the floor with blood dripping down my cheek. I wish you would do it Hader next time, Daddy fuck, that drip of blood down my lips made my pussy wet and open. He grabbed my hair and pulled my body off of the floor, quite filthy ass whore it’s time to ride the train he said.

I always love Friday nights when invites all his drug friends over they pass me around like the needle whore I am, From One guy to the next my pussy drips and cries out for every cock and needle around me. I love knowing they all think I’m filthy trash.

I am trash and love putting a syringe on my pussy veins, as my raw bruised swollen pussy gets passed around, Master said he saved the best for last.

I begged him to please hurry and shoot the syringe in me, I can’t take this agony anymore about to make my bruised raw pussy squirt out. I don’t care what’s in the needle just put it in me now,

5 minutes later, my high kicked in an I came instantly, something about the sharpness just makes my nipples hard like rock, now I’m soaked thinking about how much I was being tossed around and trained on, I let him know I will always be his syringe slut and I love being his friends train ride, I am a train wreck and everyone’s always inside my hole, they piss spit and slap me, that’s ok I like it all of it the throbbing and redness of my pussy after being beat and fucked feels AMAZING.

I can’t wait until next Friday; I really hope they bring a higher dose and more dirty needles to the party with after all I am a druggie slut.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Christmas

cannibalism phone sexI had a cannibalism phone sex meal for Christmas. Jealous? I captured my holiday meal a few weeks ago. I found a young teen girl. Those young girls taste better than veal. Sometimes, the younger girls are the tastiest. That is because they do not have tattoos or body piercings yet. They definitely do not have Botox or anything fake in their bodies like saline bags for tits yet. That is the problem with kidnapping an older woman for a meal nowadays. You are what you eat. I do not want to eat botulism, neuro toxins or plastic, yet most girls over 21 have something like that in their bodies. This girl was all natural. Her natural hair color, the boobs she was born with and nothing injected into her face. She was easy to take too. I snatched her up in a crowded mall and no one came looking for her. Well, they did not come looking for her in my basement. I am sure they looked in the basements of all the registered sex offenders in my community though. There is no evidence of the girl I kidnapped. I am smarter than Jeffrey Dahmer. I do not play with my food either. I took this girl and I fattened her up, so she would be succulent come Christmas. I also seasoned her to perfection. I basted her the day before so her skin would be tender. Seasoning is always the key to a perfect meal. I cooked her for hours. I had to use a huge pan. I put in some mushrooms, carrots and baby potatoes. Just like a pot roast. A very special pot roast fit for a taboo phone sex queen. I had a few friends over to eat. Friends with the same acquired taste for flesh that I have. I sent them home with leftovers in Tupperware containers. I ground the bones up this morning and mixed it into some raw hamburger meat and it fed to the coyotes. I am afraid there is nothing left of that girl. At least nothing left that that will ever be found because when I hunt of a meal, I use all my catch.

Christmas Slaughter

Taboo Phone Sex

I started with one house, on the edge of the development. Before the week was through, I had snuffed out at least one bimbo whore, young slut, or dirty Daddy in every house within a block radius. People were terrified. I switched to the other side of town, slaughtering a street in a night. I was getting faster, more profound and creative with my maliciously sadistic murders. Every dawn, I was creeping into my crypt and playing with my Murderess pussy until at least noon. I would edge myself, and relive each and every life I snuffed out. It made me dripping wet, knowing I caused the last beat of their heart.

What I needed was a Christmas finale, and I’ll be damned if I didn’t deliver. I recreated the nativity scene on the lawn of the church, all butchered and bloodied, with sweet innocent Jesus played by the Mayor’s little angel himself. Let me tell you how excited everyone got when they found my blasphemous, sick little scene. I sat in a window nearby, cumming again and again as I watched the horrified looks and grief spread through the crowd as they identified their relatives in my mutilation Christmas miracle.

Torture sex doll Stephanie

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Tonight I gave my master the perfect gift. I snatched up a tiny little whore for him to use a torture sex slut. He’s had his eye on a cute little brat, still small enough to believe in the magic of the season. She would make the perfect gift for him to use and destroy. I knew it wouldn’t be hard to get her to come with me. I waited until her mommy and daddy put her to bed before I tapped on her window softly. She didn’t even question me when I told her that I was Santa’s helper and she needed to come with me. Once I had her in the van, it was a done deal. I drove her to our warehouse in the middle of nowhere and presented my master with his gift. He had such a wild time breaking her in and mutilating her tiny body. Master had me whip her tiny thighs until her flesh was peeling and bleeding. He poured his bottle of vodka all over her bleeding welts. She tried to open her mouth to scream but he shoved his cock deep down her throat. I wrapped my hands around her little throat and squeezed his hard dick while she gagged and choked. He ripped every one of her tiny holes open and filled them with cum and piss. I helped him strangle her with her little panties and snuff the little slut out once he was finished with her. I had just enough time to toss her off of the bridge into the river on my way home.

Drowning In The Light

Torture Phone Sex

The bubbles slipped slowly from her lips, the panic in her eyes apparent. I’d been at this, on and off for hours. She was a broken, wet whore. I was a soaking wet whore. My cunt was dripping from the torture I was putting this pathetic bitch through. She started to fight a bit, squirming. She couldn’t hold her breath for much longer, and very shortly that was going to become very problematic for her. I was getting so bored, after all. I pricked her inner thigh with my butterfly knife, causing a wild torrent of bubbles to stream from her regretful mouth. It was getting so hard to contain myself. I was quickly becoming too horny to focus on what I was doing to this whore.

I watched how fearfully she stared as the last breath left her. Now, she had to hold her lungs empty for as long as she fucking possibly could. I watched the panic ripple across her face as she silently begged me not to snuff out her meager existence. I let her up at the last possible second, dragging her to the chambers across the hall. Inside was a huge glass cage. I chained her in it, sealed the door, and left. The trickle of water started. She could spend the next twelve hours panicking as the water levels slowly rose. I’d be fucking to the show.

Killer Phone Sex with Santa Claus

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies come true for Christmas with me as your accomplice. I hate Christmas. As far as I am concern, all the little ones are naughty boys and girls. I like to break into the house of little scamps and destroy Christmas. Knock down the tree, destroy the presents and eat the cookies. I do love this time of year, however. Twelve Kills of Christmas. Brats mostly. I have an accomplice I work with who poses as a mall Santa. He is a Bad Santa. He gets info out of the cute little girls because dumb young cunts trust Santa Claus. Bob is more like Satan Claus. He brings me the intel on his favorites. I case their house, stalk them for a few days and use the info they told Santa to lure them to my kill shack. Dumb cunts believe I am one of Santa’s helper’s and that what they asked him for is waiting for them in a cabin in the woods. I took these twins to my kill shack over the weekend. It has been Bob’s fantasy forever to force fuck and kill little blonde twins. I told them the puppy they wanted was waiting in the woods for them in Santa’s workshop. My god these cunts believe anything. Anyway, Satan Claus was ready for the cunts. When we got to the cabin, Bob was in costume. He explored his rape phone sex fantasies dressed as Santa. Pretty sick, right? I was turned on. I had to help. I sat on one brat while he fucked the other one. Tiny enough that she could not get away from my weight on her body. These little dumb brats screamed a lot. They had some fight in them too. Bob shredded their pink holes. Turned them into prolapsed bloody messes. I killed them for him. His DNA was in them and on them. Plus, they knew the mall Santa was their attacker. I had to protect Santa Claus, right? They became coyote food. No one will ever know what happened to those twin sluts but me and Santa Claus.

Snuff Porn Christmas

snuff pornLet me be your snuff porn present. Face it. The Christmas season can bring out some anger and resentment. I want to be here for you. I can be your closet snuff doll. You can deal with your family, come back and take it out on me.  I am here for you. Tony got a jump start on his Christmas frustrations. He was looking for a bimbo to beat, and I fell into his lap. I answered an ad he had on a fetish site. He was in my city, so I responded. I had no idea what I was getting into. He was offering money and that was what made me say yes. I am not making as much money as I once was, so I am supplementing here and there. He said he needed a punching bag because his family was nagging him. We hooked up last night. I had to meet him in his hotel room. It was a no tell motel off the highway. Dark, damp, old motel rooms keep dirty secrets well. He was surprised how pretty I was for a taboo phone sex whore. Then he smacked me. He smacked me right across the face making my lip bleed. I stumbled backwards and he jumped on top of me. This was an unsophisticated beat down. No ropes, no chains, no BDSM equipment at all. I do not know what I was expecting, but not to just be beat up. He pummeled his fists into my body. No part of me was off limits either. He punched my tits. He sucker punched me in the stomach. He beat up my pussy too. I got a few punches in the face, one blow cracked my nose. I was bleeding. My eyes were swelling close. He was really mad at the world. I have the broken bones and bruises to prove it. 2020 has most certainly been a brutal year.