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He didn’t know it would be snuff sex

snuff sexI met a little man the other day and he was in love with me at first sight I could tell. He couldn’t take his eyes off of me, he was practically drooling! Honestly it was a little pathetic really but I saw the opportunity to kill off a weak little man so I let him think that he had a chance with me. I even invited him back to my place, he was so excited, he thought that I was going to let him have sex with me but all he was really going to get was snuff sex instead. I let him undress me, his hands lingered on my muscular powerful thighs and at that moment I knew how I would kill him. I was going to crush him to death with my muscular legs. I got him all worked up, his cock was hard, his breathing was all ragged and he was preparing to climb between my legs to fuck me when I just wrapped my legs around him and squeezed as hard as I could. He tried to gasp but couldn’t draw in a breath, his ribs were crackling as they broke and I had never felt so powerful before. I kept squeezing tighter and tighter until I killed that fragile little man. What a rush!

Taboo Phone Sex Accomplice

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is what I was born to do. My daddy has been telling me for a long time I was put on this earth to fuck and be his accomplice. He needs me now more than ever. I am the one who can find him the young pussy that he sells. I got a fake ID recently thanks to one of his associates who gets fake IDs and passports for girls he sells overseas. With a fake ID, I got on a nanny site. I even had bogus references. Daddy knows lots of shady fellows. I got a nanny job with a family with a cute little angel. She is very young. Just how daddy likes them. I didn’t have much time. The parents were only gone a few hours to dinner. I don’t exist to the world, so no one would know who to look for. I made sure to leave no prints in the house and to disable the nanny cams and security cameras. Daddy trained me well. I roofied my little charge and when she fell asleep, I put her in my trunk and drove her to daddy’s. I knew he would be pleased with this one. She has been well taken care of by her rich family. She will be in high demand because of her age and status. Daddy wanted to break her in before she even woke up! I had to remind him that virgin pussy goes for a much higher rate. He decided to just skull fuck the little slut until she was gagging and slobbering all over his cock. She was crying for her mother who she would never see again. I almost felt bad for the girl, but then I remembered how cruel daddy can be when he is disappointed. If kidnapping a little tot for him to sell into slavery keeps me on his good side, I will steal a little girl every day I am still breathing.

Gangbang Rape Porn Victim

Daddy sold me to some bad guys to make gangbang rape porn. He had a huge gambling debt built up and the only way he could avoid getting killed himself was to offer me up to be the victim. So I had to go with these scary looking men to this warehouse in a bad neighborhood. They made me get naked and sit on this dirty mattress on the floor, it was so cold in there and I was so scared but there was no way for me to get away. All these men started coming in, they were all huge black guys and I knew they would all have giant cocks that would rip me apart. They were looking at me like I was a steak and they were starving men and that’s when it all started. They were like animals all puling at me and fucking every hole so hard and rough. I was ripped apart and bleeding and they still wouldn’t stop. It was never ending as soon as one guy finished another man took his place, I was sure I was going to die and it was all my daddy’s fault! If he didn’t have a gambling habit I would have never been in that situation but I’m just not a lucky girl I guess.

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My Master is Evil

 

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I hate the way they look at me. I hate the way they put their fucking eyes on me and glare at me in judgment. It makes me so fucking angry inside like I want to rip their fucking throats out. I want to crush them, but I can’t because they’re my sisters and sisters are supposed to be there for each other. What a load of fucking crap. It’s disturbing how Mom and Dad have no idea that these bitches have tortured me and ostracized me for so many years now. My sisters are what started me on my dark path. I blame them; it’s all their fault. I was regular. I was beautiful I just wasn’t pencil-thin like them. My daddy would call them radiant, and he would call me in the room. They laughed at me; they said I wasn’t popular. I always felt like I was looking up to those bitches. In my late teens is when it got evil. They both had nice pretty perky tits, and mine were too big. They would call me a waste; they said that anything bigger than a handful on a little girl is a waste. All the guys they like my big tittiess, the guys really loved my nice round dark strawberry areolas. My sisters started calling me a whore; they said I was a slut who would do anything for attention, and they disregarded me. That’s when I began killing Critters ripping them in half and watching the Blood and Guts seed out of them. That’s when I started loving the dark art. I met a guy who was much older than me, and he said that he spared me. I was going to be trained instead of slaughtered. My master is what I call him; he taught me everything I know. He told me a secret that would help me, and it still does to this day. My master said to me that I might not be able to punish my sisters because they were close to me; I would undoubtedly get to punish strangers. I found sexy little innocent blond perky titty bitches. And me and my master, we ripped them apart together. I love to beat their bodies lifeless while my master fucked them senseless. My master is a maniac; he drives his big hard cum-filled cock deep down inside of the holes that he visits. My master is hard; he’s piercing, and he likes to cut while he’s fucking. I didn’t get to punish my sisters, but I get to punish all the other girls like my sisters, and I do it so well.

Killer Phone Sex: My First Kill

killer phone sexKiller phone sex is at an all-time high the last week of October. I think Halloween inspires people. My first kill was on Halloween night when I was in high school. The death of a popular cheerleader was never solved. At least not the death of the popular cheerleader in my community. She was a queen bitch. She made Regina in Mean Girls seem like Mother Theresa. This pretty little cheerleader was so cruel and self-entitled. She made my life hell. I could have handled the name calling and constant torment at school, but she went way further than that. She treated me like Carrie at the prom. And I was way savvier and more astute than Carrie White. One day, I snapped. She poisoned my lunch, made me super sick, so I killed her. I played the victim role, but I got my pound of flesh.  I stabbed her in her bed a thousand times. I injected her with a paralytic drug. She felt every ounce of pain, but she couldn’t scream or move. Her parents were asleep down the hall, while I butchered their daughter with glee. I used a big dildo with a condom on it to penetrate her cunt and ass. It would look like some one had rape phone sex fantasies for her and throw suspicion off the girls she tormented. That was 12 years ago, and it is still an unsolved sexually motivated murder. The bitch had it coming. I am grateful to her, however. She made me realize how easy it is to kill. How much fun it is to inflict harm onto another living person. She gave me my passion for murder. Once you have your first kill, you are hooked. You kill again and again and for far fewer personal reasons. Let me help you have your first kill.

Making Snuff Movies

snuff pornI love watching snuff movies but making them is so much more fun. I am a sick bitch. It turns me on to see some dumb slut get slaughtered on film. After a while, all snuff flicks begin to look the same. I must reach into the depravity of my mind to bring some creativity to the genre. Most films it is some helpless little twit giving into some sadist butcher. But what if the snuff victim wasn’t so helpless? I love the Goth culture. I consider myself Goth. I know a lot of women in the lifestyle, many are bad ass bitches like me. I thought about a sadist on sadist film. Two bitches fighting till their death. I hired two sexy Goth babes for my homemade snuff flick. I lied to them of course, because no one was coming out alive but me. I paid them ahead of time so they would not suspect my ulterior motives. I even had a fake medic on hand, so they believed their wounds would be tended too. I wanted real blood and they understood that. They just didn’t know I wanted real death too. The props they thought were fake or rigged, were deadly. I tossed them into my movie like an epic battle of a Game of Thrones episode. They clubbed each other viciously, falsely believing the spikes in the club were retractable with blood packs attached. The first blow to the head sprayed brain matter everywhere. I was super wet. My star who threw the first blow didn’t realize it was fake yet. She clubbed her victim again. This time she didn’t get up. I wanted the film to go longer, so I went in swinging as the camera rolled. As my snuff porn star looked on in shock at the girl she just slaughtered, I clubbed her. Her blood and sinew splattered on my body. I was the last bitch standing, but then that was always the plan.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Leftovers For Lovers

Sometimes I date this super dirty Mortician that is bi-sexual and by dirty I am referring to the things he likes to do to some of the males we pick-up together. We pick up our share of females too so don’t get me wrong, but the things he likes to do with the guys after he’s been fucked by them… Let’s say they are lucky if they even get a chance, or it could be considered unlucky. But nevermind, we drug our victims up at the Goth club and bring them back to a abandoned old mansion and take our use of them. We play out filthy rape fantasies with them and sometimes engage in some cannibalism phone sex. I love castration and even severing the whole dick off. Sometimes we will grill it up and I feed it to him. He has so many kinky tricks he learned from being a mortician that I really love our times together. My main boyfriend doesn’t really mind since he knows the sadistic bitch in me gets fed with these hunt dates as we call them.

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Taboo Phone Sex October

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is in full swing during October. Maybe all those slasher films are inspiring people to explore their dark desires. I can only hope. Violence on TV and in the movies helps make monsters like me! I have no moral compass. I have no guilt. I lack empathy. I am the perfect killing machine. Men come to me to help them with their murderous impulses. I am always a willing accomplice. Mr. Smith wanted his ex-wife killed. It was not just a simple contract killing. He wanted her tortured. I didn’t ask why because I didn’t care. I was being paid well for the task. I did some research on her habits and patterns to decide when the best time was to execute her. I saw her new husband and I knew why she was wanted dead. It didn’t take me long to put together this was a simple revenge murder. My guess was she left her husband for a hung man, a real man. I know I was being paid well to kill her, so I talked to her and suggested she make me a better offer. She married up, not down with hubby number two. She doubled my pay to kill her ex and to castrate him. Now, she was talking my language. I love to sever the balls of spiteful small dicked losers. My client was jealous that his wife married a better man with a bigger dick and a bigger bank account. One less small dick loser in the world is a win for all mankind. I went back to my original client and I killed him but before he died, I took his cock and balls. I let him know that his ex made me a better deal. The horrified look on his face when he realized he had been double crossed was priceless. I tortured him for hours before I put him out of everyone’s misery. If you hire me to kill someone, just make sure that someone can’t make me a better offer.

Ass rape porn black hoe

ass rape pornAss rape porn is how it started. This white guy I was dating would always watch it. I kept catching him watching it. I was upset at first, I wondered if the only reason he was with me was to force fuck a black ass. Then one night in bed when we were cuddling as usual I felt his hand running up against my cheeks.

Before long his finger was sliding in my ass. I’d never done anal before. I thought it was gross and dirty. So even is little finger hurt. By that point I was resolute that I wanted no part in it. I told him to stop and he removed his finger.

Then without saying a word he grabbed the lube we kept in the nightstand and rubbed it on himself. I knew exactly what he intended to do. This ass hole was going to rape my ass just like on his ass porn videos.

He rolled me on my stomach and filled me up ripping me and ravaging me. He buried my face in a pillow to muffle my screams. At first I thought I’d never forgive him. And then I came.

Sex with Dead Bodies

sex with dead bodiesI was at a Halloween party with this guy who said he loved having sex with dead bodies. I thought he was joking until he showed me his morgue ID. He works at the county morgue. I have heard about creepy shit like this, but thought it was just urban legend. He asked me if I had ever fucked a dead man. I had never even thought about it until he told me when the cadavers first come in, the men have hard cocks from rigamortis. I started thinking about all those stiff dead dicks attached to men who couldn’t hurt me, who couldn’t shame me either. I know I am a taboo phone sex slut, but this was extreme taboo even for me. We got high together, and he took me to where he works. Signed me in as a visitor. I was walking around with the dead. I was scared and aroused at the same time. He found this black young gang banger who was shot just hours ago. He was on the slab awaiting process of the body. My new friend processes cadavers of crime scenes. He worked quickly to get the DNA evidence he needed for the police so the cock would still be stiff as a board. When he was done, he told me to hop on the cock and take it for a ride while I could. My morgue buddy jacked his cock watching me fuck a dead man. The dead man’s cock didn’t feel dead. It was warm and twitching inside my pussy. I felt wickedly sinful. I had never even thought about necrophilia before. Now, I may never stop thinking about it. I came so hard and so did my buddy. He didn’t mind sloppy seconds because there was no cum in me. Dead men can fuck but they can’t cum.