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Snuff Phone Sex Calls Let Us Both Explore Our Dark Sides

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex calls get me off. I have a dark side. That’s no secret. Also, it is no secret that I blame my troubled youth for that dark side. I am lucky I survived my youth. If I never ran away as a teen girl, I’d likely be dead by now. My father lacked a moral compass. Perhaps, now that I realize that I am an accomplice to men just like my father, that makes me no better than him.

I talked to a man last night with fantasies like my father, but so far, he has not acted on his violent impulses. His sexual attraction to his teen daughter fills him with rage and lust. He thought some violent roleplay phone sex might get it out of his system. Instead, I believe it took him deep down the rabbit hole. In the beginning of our role play, he was just a dad tired of his cock teasing daughter’s antics. However, by the end of our call, he wanted to snuff his daughter out.

I am good at violent role plays. Toss in some age play, and I take you down a rabbit hole of depravity that leaves you wanting more. This caller pictured his daughter tied down while his friends  fucked the shit out of her.  He found it hot how I described her confusion over why her own father would force fuck her tiny teen body.

Girls cock tease men, especially daddy. And if you do not intervene quickly, she will cock tease you into a heart attack. Let me show you how good being a dirty daddy feels. I can take you on a dark ride that will leave you wanting more. My caller hoped that I would cure him of wanting his teen daughter. Instead, our teen rape porn scenario just made him want to really fuck his daughter. It will you too.

Knife Play Phone Sex Fantasies with a Woman Prone to Violence

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex allows me to control the narrative. I have knives always strapped to my body. Even when I sleep, I am armed. A woman like me has lots of enemies. Plus, I am easily annoyed. Never know when I might have a violent outbreak. A doctor told me when I was just a schoolgirl that I was prone to violent outbursts.

Although I do have an impulse disorder, I have since learned to control it. Mostly, that is. My car broke down on the highway yesterday. I did something I never do. I relied on the kindness of strangers. A college girl picked me up. Initially, I thought about just walking to town. But that was a ten-mile walk in the dark and the rain. I’ve seen one too many snuff movies to make that a viable option.

I figured a coed was no match for me. However, she would not shut up. Sure, I should have been grateful. I was grateful. But I wanted quiet for the drive to town. What should not take more than 30 minutes in a car, seemed like 30 years because of the company. You would have liked her. Pretty, blonde and fit. Just annoying as fuck. But annoying as fuck still fucks the same.

Killing Bitches is More Fun with an Accomplice

I killed her. We were not far from town, but her voice was like fingernails on a chalkboard. She asked me too many questions. She could not read cues. I stabbed her while she was driving in the rain on a dark and winding road. I am a quick thinking though. She weighed about 100 pounds if that. I tossed her in the backseat, stole her car and drove to my cabin in the woods.

Although she was not dead yet, she was going to wish she had died in her car. I texted a friend to meet me. Not really a friend. Just a sadistic fuck like me. I knew he would appreciate force fucking a coed. You would too, I bet. I made him my accomplice, but he did not mind because he got to explore his rape phone sex fantasies for a young teen girl.

I enjoyed watching him fuck every hole she had. He even fucked her after she was dead. I used the knife I stabbed her with to carve her up for the coyotes. My accomplice drove me back to my car in her car, and we left her car on the side of the road. We wiped down all our prints. No one will know whatever happened to that cute coed.

Perhaps, you think if I had never hitched a ride, that girl would still be alive. I guess so. But, if I had not accepted her ride into town, my friend never would have fucked her tight teen holes. Everything happens for a reason, right?

Suffocation phone sex will leave you gasping for breath.

Suffocation phone sex

Suffocation phone sex will leave you gasping for breath. Moreover and most importantly it will make me so fucking hot a wet. Taking the pillow from behind your head as I bounce on your cock. Covering your face. Thighs gripping you. It feels like your cock is in a vice grip in my wet pussy. 

Cum slicking down your penis. Needing leverage, lean off your cock to brace on the pillow over your face. Cutting off your air. Don’t bother trying to slap my arms, nails digging into me because the fight will cause you to black out sooner. 

Smiling I keep slamming down on your penis. Feeling it pulsing inside of me.  Release slightly on the pillow. Allowing you to get a good gulp of air before cutting it off again. Wouldn’t want you gone to soon. I want to almost be at the point of orgasm before I finish the suffocation. 

Having an orgasm on your lifeless body is the finally. 

Snuff porn with Dangerous hottie Jade can get messy

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Snuff porn with Dangerous hottie Jade can get real messy, the bloodier the better for Jade.  Rope burns on her wrist and thighs are starting to bruise just how Jade likes them, her pussy stretched and sore but willing to continue the beating.  Jade had so much satisfaction involved in the rape roleplay of a pastor’s wife that she exploded all over herself, she also gets off on watching head poop while be squeezed in a vice. How dark and demented can you get with Jade’s roleplay phone sex? No judgment, no limits, no rules, she’s the best accomplice or victim for your dark snuff fantasies. If you have what it takes and your brave enough you could be Jade’s next victim.

Violent Phone Sex Tendencies: I Come with Warning Labels

I am prone to violent phone sex outbursts. I am the kind of woman who comes with warning labels. However, the problem is no one reads the labels. Not my fault when they end up dead. I warned them. Personally, I do not think I look like a person who is not serious. I am a Goth chick. None of us look like pushovers. But every week I meet someone who clearly cannot read or take social cues very well. Usually, it is men. But this week, it was a fellow Goth chick.

I met Amber at a Goth club. If truth be told, I am bisexual. I like pussy almost more than cock. Either way though, I am not the typical relationship girl. I do not like romantic gestures. That includes things like baby talk, cuddling, spooning and anything affectionate. I am not that kind of girl. Sex is all I need from a person. All I want from them too. Amber appeared to be a hardcore Goth girl like me. Potential accomplice phone sex material.

I explained to Amber my anti relationship stance. She seemed cool with it. Then on our third hookup, I had to kill her. She showed up with flowers and candy and wanted to move in with me. I will never live with some one I am fucking. She entered my house, and I told her we should spend the weekend in my cabin in the woods. She had no clue that is my kill shack. Some dark, twisted shit occurs in my cabin in the woods.  If those walls could talk.

Murderous Goth Bitch

Almost immediately when she entered my cabin, she knew she was in trouble. I think she could smell the death and feel the presence of all the lost souls that have died there. I made her death quick. She was a good cunt licker, so she did not suffer like the others. I stabbed her in the heart and within a few minutes she was dead. Although I will miss her tongue, she needed to die. I enjoyed carving her up afterwards though. I took my time dismembering her. Even ate her pussy before I chopped off her limbs. Amber is bear food now.

If I could kill a great cunt licker so easily, imagine what I could do to you. Let Amber’s death be a cautionary tale to you. Don’t baby talk a sadistic taboo phone sex bitch. And don’t fall in love with one either.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies are For Women Too

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies turn women on too. Trust me. Men explore their rape fantasies with me as the victim and the accomplice. I used to only be the victim. Now, I help men find a younger, tighter victim. As a sexy switch, I posses an eye for young talent. My current beau and I enjoy an active fantasy sex life. He cannot truly explore his rape fantasies with me because I am always willing. Sometimes, before we fuck, we play a game of I Spy.

Last night, after we fucked, we went for a drive and a game of I Spy. Friday nights means lots of folks, young and old are out. Even in a heat wave, we saw plenty of raw talent. My man finger fucked my cunt, and I stroked his cock as we looked for a playmate to star in our homemade teen rape porn. As I came on his fingers, we saw the perfect victim.

Standing in the middle of the road as we idled at a red light, we saw this young blonde beauty. Her age, well, I can only say that on call. Yes, she was THAT young. It surprised us that she was out alone at night. Turns out she was not alone. Her big sister was with her but distracted by her phone. I grabbed the young girl, and my partner grabbed the big sister. We shoved them in the trunk and drove to his country house to make a home movie.

I’m a Great Accomplice

The two girls screamed all the way, so we blared ACDC to muffle them. These two girls would not be willing fuck meat like me. My man’s cock stood at attention for these little pieces of fuck meat. I dressed them up like schoolgirls. Although they were sisters, I forced them to eat each other’s cunts. My beau masturbated watching. I filmed them eating each other out. To me, that is always a hot site.

We had only just begun. I did not want to make a snuff porn However I told the girls this movie could end up differently if they did not do as they were told. They complied. Even when my man turned each little whore into an ass rape porn star. Poor girls took a hardcore ass fucking each. We did not kill them. Not yet at least. I called up a sex trafficker I know. In my opinion, these girls will make the perfect fuck meat for him to sell repeatedly. I mean who does not want to fuck jail bait sisters, right?

Snuff porn addict gets caught in Dorm masturbating by roomie

Snuff pornI convinced my best friend Aubree to kill herself after walking in on me rubbing my cunt to Teen rape porn… She was once an innocent girl until I introduced myself to her. I had been watching her strut around campus for 2 semesters before finally approaching her. I knew herr, like the back of my hand. She wasn’t hard to keep track of since she ran on a schedule. If I ever lost sight of her I knew around 4 PM  where I could find her. At the gymnasium, it’s either cardio or leg day for her. We were like night and day; she wore short shorts and well if I wasn’t dressed up like a gothic slut, I was wearing a baggy sweatshirt and running shoes. She initially thought I was a dike until one day she walked in and caught me watching Snuff porn. Then she found out about my dark secrets, the fantasies. She had even read my diary!

I had never intruded on her space like that! I hated all of her disgusting boyfriends and think she had terrible taste in men. Ya, she was very pretty and her big green eyes did have the power to stop you in your tracks but she was a total ditz. If I didn’t have her off herself she would have died in the hands of a strange man. She was a total whore!! After finding my Jackhammer Jesus under my mattress with a young teenage pornstar’s name written all over it she started acting weird. Our after-school walks downtown, playing the piano while the sunset and late-night walks drinking smoothies ended. I couldn’t trust her anymore! She wound up going behind my back and switching dorm rooms. That’s when I sponsored Satan and summoned a demonic force to whisper things in her ear. Whenever she felt low I made her feel lower. A Ouija-board rooftop sent had her standing at the edge… She jumped off and well I might have been the one controlling the piece and told her to do so. Shhhh, our Kidnapping phone sex sessions are kept a secret which means You will have to keep mine too OR.                 

Snuff Movies at Night, Soccer Games During the Day

snuff moviesSoccer mom during the day, the star of snuff movies at night. When you look at me, I do not think you would know what a nasty freak I am. My husband knows he married a woman with a past and a dark side. However, he thinks I traded whips and chains for motherhood. If he only knew half of the sick shit I do, he would leave me. I live in fear of that, but that feeling of fear is never strong enough to make me say no snuff films.

My latest flick I regretted ten minutes into it. But at that point, it is way too late to turn back. I needed the money. You see, I am a coke whore. I owed Owen $500. Although that is not much money considering inflation and shit, to a drug dealer, that could cost me a limb or my life if I did not repay it by the end of the week. I had the money, but then blew it getting coke from another dealer.

Furry Gang Bang Whore

My life is one big fuck up after another. I had to make this snuff porn to keep my limbs. But this was no ordinary snuff flick. Not that snuff is ordinary porn, but some of them are less violent than others. However, in this film, furry creatures gang banged me. No two-legged men fucked me. I did not sign up for that. In the ad I answered, I saw no mention of 4-legged beasts being my costars.

Honestly, I had no choice. A drug dealer could dismember or murder me. Or I could do a furry gang bang. One red rocket after another penetrated me. Sometimes, two at a time. Like what the fuck is wrong with me. Oh, I know. Everything. I am a nasty freak. And, I have a coke problem. I let those furry beasts hump away. They slobbered all over my neck and back as they fucked me doggystyle. I focused on the money and got through it. I am sure it will not be the last time either. After all, I am a taboo phone sex freak.

Murder makes my Cunt Wet!

Want to hear the strangest thing ever? When I was young I would masturbate to Freddy movies. Something about the fear of Killer phone sex really turned me on. That is a secret that I have not told anyone before. 

The idea of being chased around by a man with lion claws trying to kill me makes me fucking moist. Just thinking about it now has my crotch sopping wet. I want to be cornered by a killer. Pressed into the wall knowing that my life is not my own. Feel the thrill and fear course through my body. Pushing my blood to my sweet little wet hole. I do not think I could help myselfI would have to rub on my fucking clit. Maybe even start finger fucking myself. I wonder what he would do then. Would he fuck me or just kill me and get it over with. 

 

Snuff Sex I Do High or Sober, but it is Easier High on Something

snuff sexSnuff sex occurs when I am high or sober, so why not just always be high? Life is better fucked up. That is sort of my motto. I can snort more lines of cocaine than an Italian gangster in the 70s. But when it comes to drinking, I am a lightweight. I met this snuff director doing a forced intoxication movie. And I somehow thought I would be perfect for the role. Apparently, that was desperation talking. Surprise, I needed coke money.

The director asked me how much I could drink and since I was already high, I told him I had yet to find my limit. Like I said, cocaine? Never a problem but slamming back glasses of bourbon was well out of my comfort zone. I did my best to fake my way through it for the cash. Being a lightweight with alcohol quickly became apparent. I puked everywhere. Picture Linda Blair in the Exorcist after she ate pea soup. That was me without the head spinning around.

The director was not happy I puked. He scolded me. I acted like I thought I was sick from something I ate earlier in the day. I did not want him to think I was not seasoned enough for this kind of snuff porn. However, I failed to fake my way through the movie. The director knew I lied after I puked two more times. Since I ruined his movie, he made a different kind of flick than he intended. I stared in a violent gang bang, not a drunk sex porn.

I did not make the typical drunk girl asking for it sort of movie. This flick resembled a snuff kind of  gang bang. Where in the world 50 men came from suddenly, I will never know. But in the blink of an eye, a bunch of rough looking bikers packed the room to fuck this inebriated whore.  Another movie scene flashed in my head. The one where Jodie Foster makes a gangbang rape porn on the pinball machine in the back of some seedy bar.

I am glad I was shitfaced. Otherwise, I would have felt every cock gaping and shredding my pussy and ass. Lesson learned the hard way. Never lie about being a seasoned drinker. I am just lucky I did not drown in my own puke or die from alcohol poisoning.