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Soul snatching Snuff porn star goes insane

Snuff porn I went on a nude killing spree! This one bitch in particular got the best of me, I garroted her in a traffic jam! She’s the one who triggered me.. I was pissed and went for a drive with no clothes on, only to be jammed up in traffic due to a car accident! I was swerving lanes when she honked without stopping.. The sound of her horn rang my ears, I looked over to see her middle finger standing tall at me!

I got out of the car in traffic with my jumper cables in hand; jumped on the hood of her car, raging and beat the windshield in with the jump lead end.. I then dragged her out of the car by her hair and wrapped the cable around her neck.. Nobody stopped me, I looked around and saw people recording like they were watching Snuff porn.. Shouting “Worldstar and Fuck she’s hot!” I got so turned on hearing the men chant for me..

It turned out she had a worthless fuck pig kicking in a booster seat.. I grabbed a hold of her disgusting twit, ripped her cotton panties off from under her cute little sundress and shoved my fist up her cunnie.. I literally had the rugrat seated on my fist like a batting glove.. Some random fucktard in traffic tried to get out and save her..

I took out my razor from underneath my tongue and slit his fucking throat.. Blood splattered all over my naked body.. My pussy was throbbing.. I needed to be fucked hard! I have a hypersexuality disorder that causes me to have manic episodes whenever my needs are not tended to.. I was craving Torture sex, all I wanted was someone to shove their cock inside of my cunt!

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A state trooper arrived on scene and advised me to drop my weapon.. I stood there, with my hands held above my head and my freshly shaved wet pussy exposed.. My nipples were rock hard and I had a huge grin on my face! Blood all over my teeth, I laughed and pleaded for him to cuff me.. He bent me over the hood, shoved his Billy club into my cunt and ripped my head back by my hair..

He called me a dirty whore and said I would be going away for the rest of my life.. In the slammer, where a sick bitch like me belongs! Even behind bars, I’ve still managed to sneak a cellphone in so I can have Killer phone sex from the hole! So be it, as long as I can still rub my twat… I have a Phone sex addiction, nothing can stop me.

Violent Phone Sex Makes My Cunt Soaking Wet

violent phone sexViolent phone sex makes my cunt wet. Like soaking wet. I masturbate on most of my calls. The more violent a roleplay is, the hotter I get. I know, something is wrong with me. I know it is my violent past. But I embrace it now. My caller asked me about my father. I used to hate talking about him. The moment the word father was mentioned, I would get quiet and my body would tense up. Do not get me wrong, I would kill my daddy in a heartbeat now. I think about it often now that have become a sexy switch. I love my new role in life. But my father no longer has a hold on me. I am no longer scared of him or his equally scary cronies. My father would be 62 now. My caller last night wanted roleplay phone sex. He surprised me. He wanted to be my accomplice in killing dear old daddy. Now, my cunt was dripping. He pretended to be daddy. I went back home for the first time since I was a teen girl. Daddy recognized me immediately. I was taller, and bustier, but he knew who I was. Told me he would never forget his slave. This fantasy call seemed so real. It gave me a real taste for vengeance. Daddy invited me in, and I was not inside for more than a few minutes when daddy tried to force himself on me. He told me I would always be his property. I stabbed him. Daddy was expecting the old Cassandra, not the new Cassandra. The old daughter he knew cowered in his presence and let him do whatever he wanted out of fear. The Cassandra now is not his daughter. I am a taboo phone sex whore who gets off on revenge and pain. I gutted daddy like a pig. Let him die while looking me in the eyes. The perplexed look on his face made me happy. He never saw it coming. He thought he ruined me. He thought he owned me. He thought he broke me. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. And what doesn’t kill me, might kill you because now I am a blood thirsty bitch out for revenge.

Your Daughter Is Addicted To Blasphemy Sex!

Blasphemy SexYou left me all alone with your sweet impressionable daughter and I exposed her to the evil delights of blasphemy sex! While you were gone, I let her walk in on me having violent phone sex and her curiosity about me and my wicked ways grew. I didn’t think it would be so much fun to have a pet but once I got her to start watching snuff porn, she showed much potential. I caught her eyeing my fuck toys and she was tempted into my den of sin, once she tasted my cunt there was no going back. One thing led to another and we were having hot 2 girl phone sex all night long! She was thirsty for sinful ass rape porn and blasphemy phone sex; I couldn’t have predicted that she would want to hail Satan with her tongue deep inside my twat. I came up with an even better idea, I had to have her bring the brats she babysits over so we could really have some fun! When she did the torture sex and teen rape porn Satan worship began!

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Killer Phone Sex is Killer with Me as Your Accomplice

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Killer phone sex is killer with me. I hold nothing back. I am not filled with rage like you might think. I just like killing. I am a serial killer with no pattern. That is how I never get caught. Most of the time, I am getting rid of the body in a manner that it will never be found. Just another missing person… Sometimes, I am pissed off in the moment and that leads me to kill. Rarely, do I kill my victim right then, however. I am a planner. You have to plan to stay off the radar. I had a chance encounter with this Barbie bimbo at a bar last month. I have been stalking her since. Putting distance between us, so no one would make the connection. She came into a Steam Punk bar looking like Bimbo Barbie. She had on a skintight pink dress with matching pink heels. She was in the wrong bar. She made a stink though when she did not get served instantly. She also though a hissy fit when she could not charm any man in the bar to buy her a drink. I tried to tell her she was in the wrong place and she went after me. That’s when I decided she would star in my next snuff porn.

Just a vacuous blonde Barbie Doll who things her shit does not stink. I watched her for almost a month. She contributes nothing to this world, so I killed her. Snatched her up on the road as she was walking home by herself drunk. She was going back to her sorority house, but she never made it. I took her to my kill shack only you know about. She was pretty out of it. Not going to lie. I was disappointed that she might not feel the pain as much. I carved her up. I cut off her perky C cup boobs. I sliced off her cunt lips. I poured hot wax on her clit. I cut her flesh until she was covered in her own blood. I smeared her blood on her body so she could see how much better she looked. She was going into shock from the pain. I was just getting started with her. Torture sex is best when I can make the pain last. I ended up dismembering her body and feeding her to the wildlife. She will just be another missing coed who will never be found.

Babysitter Phone Sex Made Daddy Do it!

Babysitter Phone SexI was feeling a little rebellious against my cruel old man so I started doing babysitter phone sex when the tots fell asleep. I didn’t mind the extra money but having fantasy phone sex was my only escape from the torture sex and snuff porn daddy got me addicted to. I’d be all alone babysitting when I’d take calls in secret, quietly making guys cum to the dirtiest roleplay phone sex while the brats were knocked out. One time daddy came home and caught me having killer phone sex, he was beyond angry at me for being such a little whore. He beat me senseless right in the middle of my call, I had blood in my mouth from how hard he slapped me. I had no idea what he would do next, I tried to fight him but that only made him angrier. Daddy kicked me in the gut before he stormed up the steps and dragged the sweet little girl I was watching from my bed. He woke her up with his cock in her mouth before force fucking her little bald cunt right in front of me!

I am known for Evil phone sex but I am sadistic in real life

Evil phone sexMy best friend’s dad made a great pet.. He hit on me, so I totally took advantage of him! The fucking pervert thought it was okay to grope my tits in the pool.. As soon as I got the chance I had my way with him. I spent the night over her place.. I made sure to pack a whip, leash and a sexy garter set with my leather thigh high platform boots, to seduce him..

Around 4AM I  went strutting in the darkness into his bedroom.. I whipped the chain leash across his body while he laid beneath nothing but thin sheets.. I heard the impact of the chain as it split his pale skin… He woke up to Snuff porn playing in the background and me holding a shock collar in my hand.. I whispered bitch get down, we can handle this the easy way or the hard way.. Of course, the fucking losers cock was rock hard..

He hadn’t even realized the pain he was going to endure.. He seemed a bit shocked, when seeing a girl on the flat screen behind me dangling from the ceiling fan, with bruises all over her body! I attached the shock collar very tightly to his neck and let him know if he even pleaded or in anyway screamed loudly, I would shock the fuck out of him.. I attached the leash and had him get down on his knees.. I hovered my pussy over his face and forced him to eat.. Snuff porn

He gasped for air while I nearly suffocated him with my cunt! The fucker wanted a piece of my kitty so I gave it to him. He probably should have considered my kinks.. I am certain he had no idea what I was into.. Aside from the fact I dressed like an emo chick.. He probably thought I was just young and naïve.. Troubled and he was going to take advantage of me.. Well, he learned his fucking lesson didn’t he? He probably should have considered troubled means trouble!

I dug my fingernails into his cock and jacked him, scratching his dick and making his cock bloody. The more he silently cried the worse things got! I am not one to fuck with, the only way I am getting off is if we are having Torture sex.. He came so hard to the point he popped a vessel.. Not only was his dirty dick bleeding from the deep lacerations in his whimsy piece of meat, but his load was a mixture of blood and semen.

The only part of him that got a taste of my young cunt was that dirty mouth of his.. That he should consider keeping shut! I am far from a victim so always expect to be one or find one we can mistreat together! I can be your hot accomplice or your mistress in charge, but not for one second will I be belittling myself for a man. Call me up for the most creative evil phone sex you will ever have! 

Fantasy Phone Sex Lets Us Explore Our Darker Desires

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex is just that. Fantasy. Never feel guilty about your darker fantasies. I have an active imagination. The bloodier and gorier a fantasy is, the wetter my cunt becomes. This guy I am seeing calls me his gore whore. I am one too. I do not know how I got like this, but I guess my violent past as a slave and my love for horror movies helped create this gore whore. My man and I were watching some snuff flicks over the weekend. One of them was very violent. Lots of blood and gore. Those are aphrodisiacs for me. I was horny as fuck and wanted to have snuff sex. We fucked while images of bloody dismembered girls flashed on the screen. I wanted the real thing. Not just snuff fantasy. My man recognized the hunger in my eyes. A hunger that his massive cock could not quench alone. We went hunting. He likes to fuck and hurt young girls. Before we met, I knew who he was. I had been warned many times to stay away from him or he would take me down a rabbit hole of darkness. I was a moth to his flame because I never mind falling down a rabbit hole of darkness. He is the best fuck of my life because he is so sadistic and sick. His mind matches mine. We found a barely legal drunk girl. Gave her a ride. She was too drunk to realize we were not her Uber. We drove her to his place. She thought we were going to have a kinky threesome. We did, just not the kind she was thinking. I slit her throat as my man fucked the life out of her. Her bright red blood cascaded over her big tits and down to her shaved cunt. Her blood became lube for my man’s hard cock. He kept fucking her after most of her blood had run out of her body. She was lifeless, but he kept fucking her. Sex with dead bodied is his thing and I love to be a part of it because I am his gore whore.

Snuff Phone Sex Sundays

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex Sundays are the best. While many folks are at church, I am out killing hypocrites. There is this local preacher who has been on my radar for years. He has these ads pretty much saying any woman who gets an abortion, or takes the morning after pill is going straight to hell. I found out recently that he has a few fuck trophies in town that his wife did not birth. A chance encounter with a young woman gave me all the fuel I needed to kill this mother fucker. He is fucking young women behind his family’s back. He has knocked up at least one but is not paying a cent for his bastard. I have wanted to kill his judgmental pious ass for a while, but I have not had a way into his world that would not get me pegged as the number one suspect when he was dead. This girl was my in though. She became my accomplice phone sex partner. We plotted his murder together. She has been trying to get him to give her money so she can support his son, but he ghosted her. He is living better than anyone in his congregation. He deserved to die. In his death, my accomplice could sue his estate for money since she can prove with DNA that she had his bastard son when she was just a teen girl.

She arranged a meeting with the dick preacher. I was happy to be the one he met so she could have an air tight alibi for his murder. When he arrived, he had $500. That was all he was going to give her when he lives in a million-dollar home. I wanted to shank him immediately. What a glebe, dismissive asshole. Honestly, I wanted him to be my snuff porn victim, but I decided to castrate him instead. Make sure he can never impregnate another young girl then ghost her too. I used a rusty blade to cut off his balls, and a cast iron skillet to cauterize the wound. I told him I would kill him and take his cock too if he missed one payment to Sarah. We had a come to Jesus moment where I made it clear that if he missed a single payment he would meat his maker. I think since I was holding his balls in my hand, he knew I was not fucking around. I should have killed him, but Sarah needs money now. Suing an estate can take years to see any money. He is worth more to her alive than dead. I neutered the horn dog, so he can stop spreading his hypocritical seed.  This was an act of charity. I now literally have the preacher’s balls in a jar. He is lucky to be alive.

Snuff movies are more exciting when you are the killer

Snuff moviesWhat would you say is worth more than gold? My daddy always said tight little pussies.. When he found out I was being molested by my uncle he tortured him for his most prized possession! Every St. Patrick’s day brings back the gruesome memory of that night after the parade where my uncle brought me into the shed out back and dismantled my single digit pucker.. He was drunk out of his mind and clearly wasn’t thinking straight!

He was belligerent and had confessed his addiction to Ass rape porn and how he would always think about tearing my asshole apart whenever he stroked. I remember standing there as he wrapped his belt around my mouth making it almost impossible for me to cry out for help.. My hands were balled up in front of my pale face and my eyes were open wide..

He ripped off my clothing and bent me over an old spare tire. He spanked me and left his manly handprints all over my rear-end.. I remember the sound as he inhaled deeply, whiffing the scent of my cotton panties.. Right before he dragged his cock down my ass crack and ripped through my tiny little asshole..  My anus was sore and bloody… I had even pissed all over myself!

Daddy didn’t come soon enough, he heard me whimpering and managed to find me leaking bloody cum with my uncle passed out next to me… That was the first time I had ever witnessed death outside of Snuff movies..  That was also the last time I ever saw my uncle with a pulse.. Daddy even made me get my revenge on him!

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I committed my first murder with my own father. He handed me an ax and told me to do it.. I remember squeezing my eyes shut as I dropped the ax on my uncle’s neck and the feeling of his blood splattering all over my naked body.. The taste of his blood that I licked off of my bottom lip and the look of satisfaction my daddy had in his eyes! My bloody phone sex fetish stems from my true life experiences.

Snuff Porn Stars Can Survive Life if They Have Street Smarts

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Snuff porn stars can survive life if they are smart. I do not have book smarts. I never finished high school. But, I do have street smarts and that makes me ahead of the game in the circles I travel. I ran into an old snuff director that I had an acrimonious relationship with. The guy damn near killed me once because he liked the way I bled on film. His only problem was that I was not his to kill. I was on loan from a man who would kill him if he killed his prized pony. I am no longer owned by that master. I am a free agent, so when I ran into Trevor in an innocuous setting, I feared he might try to kill me again. I was in a coffee house of all places. I met him 15 years ago, but men like him never forget the one who got away. He approached me, and I knew it was game on. He recognized me and he wanted to pick up where we left off. When he started talking, I told him I was in the teen rape porn business now. I spoke with confidence, and explained to him that I could bring him something younger, and better than me. He reminded me that he has eyes everywhere, and knows where I live. I took some solace in the fact that he has not killed me yet. I brought him a young teen whore the very next day. I knew where he made his movies. I was scared. I mean a snuff director is not a man who can be trusted to keep his word. He liked the blonde bimbo cheerleader I brought him. She was just some dumb cock tease who thinks her shit does not stink. The next day, her picture was plastered all over the news. When a pretty white teenage girl goes missing, the entire world is looking for her. A brown or black girl goes MIA, no one cares. I took a risk luring this girl to her death, but it was her or me. I had to give Trevor his pound of flesh. Trevor makes real snuff movies, so that little blonde, white bitch will never be found. I survived to live another day, and that is always my goal.