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Snuff Sex Audition

snuff sexI had a snuff sex audition. I was scared because this director has a bunch of scary stories associated with him. I did not know if what I have heard was true or just urban legend. He makes realistic snuff films, but the pay is great. I had to audition to get the part. This movie was going to be a hardcore kidnapping and forceful fuck movie. He wanted a blonde busty bimbo. I fit that part of the bill. He also wanted a young girl. I am in my 30s and apparently, according to him, a little washed up. I begged for a chance. He told me he had another movie in mind for me. A mother daughter home invasion movie. I would be the mother of course. It sounded like a very dark film. My gut was telling me to cut my losses and leave, but greed made me agree to star in a different snuff porn he was doing. Some man escorted me to another part of this dark and dingy building that looked like it was straight out of the 70s. I am talking wood paneling walls in the office and shag carpeting.

I met my costar. I was not old enough to be the mother of a 20-year-old. Well, if I had been a teen mom, I guess it was possible when I did the math. This movie was ready to film. Snuff flicks rarely have scripts. The director tells you the premise and you sort of just role play it for a more natural feel. My daughter and I were naked in bed together when intruders burst into the house. They assaulted my daughter and I had to watch. They violently tore her clothes off and shoved cocks and fingers in her bald snatch. They choked her and punched her too. One of the guys made me play with my pussy as I watched them explore their rape phone sex fantasies with my daughter. They got too rough with her. She was lifeless on the floor, but that did not stop them from fucking her. They fucked her warm, dead body and I was next. What did I get myself into this time?

Accomplice Phone Sex is Better Than Being the Victim

accomplice phone sexI love accomplice phone sex calls. It takes the focus off me. I am a natural submissive, but honestly, I love having someone else take the brunt of the abuse. My stepson always uses me as his snuff film star. We have amassed a large following of men who enjoy seeing a mommy whore get her holes destroyed. I love being his cash cow. Okay I do not love his abuse. I love the coke he gives me. He had a different plan last night though. He wanted a younger girl to fuck on camera. He wanted a jailbait slut. Now, I have no daughters, just sons. But those sons of mine have schoolgirl friends. This one little girl broke my youngest son’s heart. He had a crush on her, and she used him to do her math assignments then turned him down when he asked her to a school dance. I was going to get revenge for him. I know her habits and stuff, so I stalked her, kidnapped her, drugged her and delivered her to my stepson’s place for a snuff porn. He has never killed before that I know of, but that changed yesterday. I delivered him the little whore he wanted, and she did not leave his place alive. I am a seasoned whore. I can take a lot of pain and abuse and thrive not die. This little whore I think got scared to death or something. He was not doing anything to her that he had not done to me countless times. He fisted her cunt and ass. He used a cattle prod on her girl parts. He fucked her tiny cunt and ass. He prolapsed both holes. He tore both holes. His cock is huge, and her little parts just were young and tiny. He fucked her to death. He got so much money from streaming her abuse and death, that he told me I am better as his accomplice than his victim. He gave me an even larger coke supply this time. I would rather be the accomplice than the victim any day.

I Have Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Too

rape phone sex fantasiesMen are not the only ones with rape phone sex fantasies. Sick bitches like me have them too. I have more than dark fantasies, however. I act on my impulses. I think you should too because repressed desires are no good for anyone. That is why when I saw this little angel playing alone in the park, I seized the moment. She was too young to be playing alone. She was easy prey. I asked her if she wanted to see a puppy in the back of my van, then I chloroformed her. I am patient with my prey. I took her to my cabin in the woods for easy disposal. It is so off the grid that no one will ever find it. It is rustic. No power or running water. It is just a kill shack that masquerades as a hunting cabin. The little angel was groggy but alert enough to be scared. I was going to have fun with her, but I do wish you had been with me to enjoy destroying her young flesh. I love the smell and taste of virgin blood. I fucked her with a strap-on first. I popped that cherry quickly. When I grew bored of the strap-on, I switched to my fists. I love fisting a tight bald cunt. I split her in two. If she survived the assault, which she would not, her little cunt would need stitches. I am a snuff porn maker. No one lives to talk about their encounters with me. That is why I have never been caught. I have no real MO, so no pattern can be established. The remains are never found, because nature is my accomplice. After I killed the little cunt, I fed her to the coyotes and bears. That little bitch is literally just a shit stain in the wilderness now.

Torture Me

Torture SexMy master didn’t hold back on today’s patrons. It was a pair and their opening act was to spit roast me across a table covered in silverware. They teased me when I got poked, stabbed and prodded. They timed their thrusts perfectly in tandem so that when one cock slammed into my hungry womb my throat was pushed to the base of the other, and when the other gripped my hair hard enough to draw blood he rammed into my throat with enough force to push me back into his friend. There wasn’t a moment I could breathe, not a moment my stinging pussy wasn’t being destroyed for their needs. I could feel blood staining the tablecloth below, heedless of my wants or needs and that made me so wet and slick they had to fuck me harder to make it hurt! I begged master to give me a good one today and he rewarded me for my earnest begging with the best duo I could ask for on short notice. The marks will scar my perfectly toned body, and I’m grateful. Perhaps Master will give me to them again if I ask nicely with my ruined lower lips?

 

 

Your Pain Is My Pleasure!

Sadistic Phone Sex

Being a dark twisted sadist slut is so much fucking fun! I can’t help but crave a good fucking with a bit of cock and ball torture to get me nice and wet. I love wearing my sexiest high heels and crushing balls under them. It makes my cunt wet to hear a hot guy cry out in pain as I step on his cock and make him beg for relief. The best foreplay for me is tying up a big pair of balls until they turn blue, completely cold and so easy to separate from the body. I am always tempted to castrate any hot stud I fuck and let them bleed out all over my bed, hearing them beg until they are cold and silent makes me feel like a slutty black widow spider who devours her mate after sex.

Bondage Phone Sex

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex can get wicked. I love to be tied up, but it is always a risk.  I mean some guys hate women so much, especially me, that I could end up dead one of these days. I know you are wondering why I would do it. Why would I put myself in a situation that could kill me or cause me bodily harm? I could tell you I am a pain slut. That would be a true statement. But that is not it. I am a coke whore. All the risky and stupid shit I do is because I either want coke or need money to get coke. It is clear by my pictures that I often pose for bondage shoots. I enjoy it. It is easy money to buy coke. Most of the ads I answer on Fet Life or other similar fetish sites are legitimate. Guys or studios just in need of fetish models. Occasionally, however, I am catfished. I am attracted to the money and my need for coke makes me ignore that gut feeling.

I arrived at the warehouse for my photo shoot and immediately felt off. Something was not right, but I was focused on the money and did not listen to my gut. There was bondage equipment in the room, but no cameras. I let the guy tie me up ignoring all the red flags that were there. He just wanted to tie a whore up for his gangbang rape porn fantasies. Soon, there were a bunch of men in the room. He paid these guys $20 to fuck me. Dirty men. Junkies and homeless men. Some of them smelled like that had not showered in over a year. I was force fucked for hours by the dregs of society. No condoms. No lube. It was humiliating and made me freak out about catching some disease. I never got paid either. I was so stupid. He tied me up for some sick pleasure. Now, I am even more desperate for money for coke.

Daddy’s Favorite Victim!

Teen Rape Porn

I love being tied up and victimized like daddy’s little cock sleeve! This morning I woke up with a blindfold on and hand cuffs around my wrists securing me to the bed. I felt my panties being pulled down and my cunt being forced open with a dildo and hardly any lube. I knew it was daddy or brother coming to use my worthless holes for their satisfaction. My heart started pounding as I heard the door open and more footsteps towards the bed. It had to be my daddy’s friends coming to help him fill me with cum. As a cock was shoved down my throat and one in my pussy I started moaning and gagging all over it. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to start my day off with a brutal force fucking!

Snuff Porn Secrets

snuff pornSnuff porn I like to watch. I do not like to be the star of a snuff flick, however. Honestly, you just never know what can happen. Snuff is a gamble. Some are fake and staged. Others are real. Women on the snuff circuit go missing all the time. Police showed up at my door this morning. That always scares the shit out of me. They wanted to ask me about a missing girl. I knew her. The weird thing is I met her over a decade ago. We made a snuff film together. I never saw her again. I almost barely escaped that snuff film. I knew she never did. She was reported missing a decade ago by her wealthy parents after she disappeared from a hotel room in Los Angeles. I was not sure what they knew or how they connected me to her. The only thing that ever connected us was a snuff sex video that a very rich man paid to have made. I survived. She did not. I did not know what happened to her body, but I knew she died. I saw her get slaughtered. I was panicked. If they knew about the movie, they knew I knew her. I lied. I said I made a dark film with her, but it was a staged film. I said we both walked away that day and I never saw her again. I worried they would know I lied, but it was not like I could do anything to save her. I would have been dismembered and disemboweled too. The cops would never find her body. There was not much of her left by the time her young body was destroyed. I asked how they found me. It was not the movie. It was a graphic from the film that landed on the Internet. They knew I was in a dark movie with her around the time she disappeared. They believed my story. We had both answered some Craigs List ad back when that was a thing. We made a movie because we were desperate for money but we both walked out of the studio. If the director thinks I talked, I will be dead. Snitches get stiches. I never rat on a master, a snuff director or snuff phone sex caller. Your dark secrets are safe with me. I want to live.

Sadistic Phone Sex Needs are Met with Me

You are a proud and strong man and when you come across me in the bar, I am a flirtatious cunt. I will smile at you from afar and be very timid acting. I’m a total bimbo and have men buying me drinks and groping a feel on me. You decide to approach as I am heading out. I am rude and quick with you. This starts to really fuel your alpha male cockiness. You decide once outside of the bar to grab me by the arm. I am spitting at you, I find you lower than my league of men. You are like scum and I treat you that way. I go to knee you in the groin. Oh boy this is really about to get real.

You kneel over for a second and recover quickly, a dumb cunt like me isn’t going to get one over on you. You walk quickly behind me, and pick up a bottle from the street. Approaching me you whack me on the back of the head and causing me to stumble to the ground in my stiletto heels. I am knock unconscious and You grab me up. You break the window of the car right at the road near where you knock  me down. Reaching in and unlocking the back door you shove me inside. Getting in and high jacking the car you drive what seemed like eternity to a dark area of the city. You get in the back seat and just start violating my holes with no fucking care. The whole time you are fucking me you are strangling me with your huge sausage like fingers. I am fucked to a bloody pulp and left in this car in a dark side of town.

Sadistic phone sex

All cause the old hag was jelly

Snuff phone sex

I dress up quite sexy and revealing. I enjoy flaunting my body and don’t have an issue with someone admiring me. I’m the kind of chick that likes to wear daisy duke jean shorts with a frilly top or tank top. I love to wear them with my nipples poking right thru and letting the world see what I was born with and take pride in doing so. It’s evident that so many people with low self-esteem do not value themselves and hate anyone who struts around showing off, and that’s how one of the most bizarre evenings happened to me.

I was out and about and went to a cocktail lounge. A gross lady with a heavy cigarette stench and her equally disturbing significant other were causing a stir all because he was watching my sweet ass. It is not my fault you can’t keep him happy I let her know. I was tired of hearing her go on and attacking me. She grew angry and told me she would get me back one day. To make a long story short, she did follow me and sent a group of guys to fuck me mercilessly. It sucks to be her because I enjoy torture and snuff. It was so hot, and if you are a sick freak like me and enjoy snuff phone sex, give this girl a call.