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snuff sex at a wedding

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I’m the perfect girlfriend because I allow my boyfriend to have unlimited snuff sex with me. Whenever he wants it, he gets it, and I do whatever he asks of me. One day we were at a wedding, and he got an idea in his head, and it involved me getting rammed by him and a steal pipe up my ass. At first, I thought he was joking with me, but then I saw the look in his eyes.

My man meant business, and I had to make him happy. We both discreetly slipped away to one of the reception rooms that wasn’t being used, and he had the metal rod in his hand. It was a metal rod that held the doors together.

Ever since he glanced at it, his mind went wild. I began to undress and let him admire my lingerie. Next, he had a bloody quickie with that rod up my ass while he pumped his penis in my pussy. There was blood and cum all over, and the pain was unbearable.

Sex with Dead Bodies is the Way I Roll

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Sex with dead bodies is the way I roll. I am not the most sexual woman in the world. Men need to learn that all I want from them is a stiff cock. I do not want to spoon. I do not care about their day. I do not want to date. I do not want to be called baby or honey. And I am not a submissive whore they can dominate. And I am not a dumb bimbo who believes any line they dish out. I learned when I was 19 that it was just easier to kill a man with an erection and use his dead cock when it was still warm and hard. It is the best solution for a woman like me. Dead men do not spoon. Dead men tell no lies. Dead men do not dominate women. Dead men do not talk. And dead men do not cum. I cum. That is all that matters. No mess. My first lover I killed was by accident. I met this guy at a Goth bar. He was handsome and cool. I had a fake ID saying I was 22. I had killed before, but I was still perfecting my craft and I had not yet killed a man I wanted to fuck. We were in my bedroom, and he switched personalities. He was suddenly aggressive and demeaning. I grabbed some scissors by my bed and stabbed him in the jugular vein. His dick was hard, and it stayed hard even as he was dying. Bloody phone sex does not scare me. Neither does the sight of blood. I took advantage of his dead cock and had the best orgasm of my life. I am not digging up corpses and fucking them, but a fresh cadaver with a stiff dick is all I need to get off. So, men, I do not need you alive to get what I want or need. Never forget that.

I Have Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Too

rape phone sex fantasiesMen are not the only ones who enjoy rape phone sex fantasies. I love being an accomplice to them, but I act on them solo too. I saw a sweet tender age girl at the mall the other day. I thought about all the wicked things I could do to her tiny little holes. When they are not your brats, the possibilities are endless because you do not have to think about the questions. Men hold back on violating their own spawn often because of the immediate ramifications. I mean if a girl needs medical treatment or ends up dead, the parents are who they look at first. That is why when I am your accomplice phone sex partner, I help you find a surrogate girl in another city who is not linked back to you. You would have loved this little girl. She was just about my knee’s height. She had blonde curls and bright blue eyes. Just as cute as could be too. A little bit of baby fat on her still. A smile that could melt my heart if I had one, but definitely a smile to get your cock hard. You could see the innocence in her eyes. I love the innocent ones. It is not that I like corrupting them. I mean I do, but they never see the evil coming their way. That is what I get off on. Hurting them is so much more fun than hurting a jaded little bitch who distrusts every stranger. An innocent little thing never sees it coming and if she survives the ordeal, it will ruin her for life. But I will be honest. They never survive with me. I make snuff porn and I leave no witnesses. I know how to leave no evidence of a crime too. Girls go missing in this country daily. Who will miss one more, right? Ready to hunt with me?

Ass Rape Porn Star

ass rape pornI had to stream an ass rape porn for my stepson the other night. He was in a desperate spot for cash. I have been his cash cow since he discovered streaming. He thinks sites like Chaterbate are taking over the porn world and soon enough all the porn stars will just be amateurs like me. I am okay with that. I guess like anything, the porn industry is changing to meet consumer trends. What I do is too extreme for Chaterbate, but my stepson has a loyal fan base. They sign on and tip with Bitcoins to watch his trained monkey perform extreme sex acts. I do not see a dime of that money either. No complaints, however. He gives me coke and lets me live. I barely live most nights and even though I escape death’s door, I am not without marks. He had the biggest butt plug I have ever seen ready for me to bounce during our last encounter. I knew that it was going to hurt even a seasoned anal taboo phone sex whore like me. What I did not know was that the lube he slathered on the butt plug was not lube, but Icey-hot. Talk about painful. When I lowered my ass down on that thing, I let out a scream. A blood curling scream. That shit burns the ass like gasoline and a lit match. I knew I had to keep bouncing though because if he does not hear the Bitcoin sounds, he will punch me, beat me so badly that I wished I was dead. Seriously, it felt like acid in my ass.  I was crying and bouncing on that ass shredder. His viewers loved it. They could see how inflamed my asshole was as proof this was not staged. One of these days, I am going to die or sustain permanent damage on one of his live streams.

Clitoral Stroke of Necrophilia Phone Sex

Is it the good or the evil side that will claim your soul in the end? Will it even matter especially if a girl like me happens upon your freshly dead corpse? The girl boner and clitoral stroking good feeling of that fresh death makes me crave Necrophilia phone sex even more. I’ve poisoned a guy or two, just to watch him die. I lay beside him and stroked him into his rigor mortis hard on.

Once the rigor sets in I am stripped down, and anointed. A blend of jojoba oil, virginal menstrual fluid, semen from a dark lover and the womb fluid from one of my aborted is my ceremonial blend. I rub it upon my breasts, belly and cunt. Slathering on the petroleum jelly to the corpse dick I mount that dead, wanna be lover of mine. I ride it as I chant my unholy and blasphemous chant.

My damnation began at birth oh father of darkness

My vitality lies in this anointment

Purify me with your sinfully delicious embrace oh dark lord

The fire within burns away the pissed blood and pus of the rod of death

Oh darkness embrace me as I embrace you

Fulfill me in name of the unholy ghost of blasphemy

I bed you my womb of evil intent to become fulfilled once again with the vile birthing of my next sacrifice

Curse me with fertility so I may hold again a the pure evil from within me

Fucked from birth to damnation fest upon my mortal sins in the eyes of my dark father may kiss me with his serpent tongue

The loins of fire penetrating me in a gangbang amassed of the demonic minions of my desire

As I convulse and feel the seed of Satan fill me I cum on that dead dick and collapse in ecstasy

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Snuff movies and Littles

snuff moviesSuch a perfect storming night for snuff movies and fucking. The only problem is the little girl I’m babysitting is scared of the thunder. She has been up my ass all evening. She won’t leave me alone for five minutes. I just need to bust a quick nut. I told her to go take a bath but she says it is dangerous to take a bath when lightning is outside. SHe started screaming and whining. I fucking hate whining brats! I might have slapped her and dragged her to the bathroom. The Water was ice cold because I was pissed! I ripped her clothes off and even tore the leg to her panties. This little bitch began wailing she was going to tell her mommy on me! I picked her up and tossed her in the water. This little pre-whore hit her head and sank to the bottom of the tub! Oh this was bad! But Seeing her under the water and bubbles coming up around her naked little girl’s body, turned me on. This was sniff porn in the making. I took a few pictures before she came gurgling to the surface. I pushed her back under the water with one hand and pushed a couple fingers up in her cunny. I stopped and jerked her to the side of the tub! This little bitch was being fucked! I slapped her awake and yelled, who has been fucking you little one! She was groggy but the deep voice behind me said… “Me!” I turned around and it was her hot daddy! “Well fuck lets have some fun with this little bitch!” I grinned.snuff movies

Snuff Porn Kidnapping Accomplice

Always looking for my break in being a film star. One that will be remembered. I always long to be one that will be dismembered. The torture is unbearable when I am not tortured to my bleeding main character star role death scene. It’s ridiculous that I am always surviving this shit. I would just shoot myself but what fun is in that? I need to be on film and the star of the greatest snuff scene of the decade.

So I show up and I am used to play assistant and accomplice to a grueling brat abduction scene. I lure the brat in and help these men rape fantasy all of the holes of her little corpse. She is dead in seconds and they are just enjoying her while I help stretch out the asshole and cunt with all kinds of objects. Looking hot and trashy the whole time. This just isn’t getting me the ruin I crave! Can you please help me, Mr. film maker?

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Snuff Porn and Chill

snuff pornWanna watch snuff porn and chill? It is my Netflix and chill night. I do not watch sappy romance movies or chick flicks. Snuff or horror movies. Only things I watch. I had a guy over last night for a snuff and chill date. It was not what he expected, however. You see, he thought he was going to fuck me. I knew that was never happening because I lured him to my place to kill him. Oh, and castrate him too. The who is this Goth stalker loser. He is obsessed with Goth chicks. He still thinks no means yes. No never meant yes, losers. His persistence will get him killed. When I go to the Goth bar. I want to drink in solitude. I do not need some loser mainstream guy hitting on me to get his freak on. For weeks, this loser stalked me and persisted to the point I decided to end him. Now of course, he thought he just wore me down and I caved. His archaic thinking about women needed to stop. He needed to stop. Stop breathing. So, I played his cat and mouse game, but I won. I always win. I spiked his beer with Rohypnol, and he was out like a light. I wanted him awake for the torture sex of his genitals. But he was a light weight and passed out. I only put a few drops in too. Pussy. I did tie him up. He was bound and gagged when he woke up, but he was missing his cock and balls. Every man’s nightmare, right? I filmed it for him. I wanted him to see me carving his cock and balls off his body. When I took the soldering pen to the spot where his nut sack used to be to stop the bleeding he woke up. I did not kill him right away. In fact, he is still in my kill shack. I want him to suffer in pain and fear before I kill him. He is a predator. I will end him like I do other predators, but he will fill the pain and fear for a bit longer.

 

How I Became a Taboo Phone Sex Whore

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Taboo phone sex is something I was born to do. My entire life has been one big taboo. What I talk about on the phone is not always fantasy or role play though. I had a caller last night who wanted to talk about my youth. I think he wanted to hear about how daddy hurt me, but that never happened. I lost my virginity to my older brother while my mother directed the action. The pervert in my family was my mother. The problem was my mom came from money. She married for love and her family cut her off. My dad worked his ass off to provide for us, but he was a trucker and no matter how hard he worked, it was never going to afford my mother the life of luxury that she came from. She was not angry or bitter. She was just resourceful. She wanted money for coke and fancy clothes and stuff. She never worked a day in her life. Well, not a real job. She discovered that she could make brat porn using her son and daughter and sell it for thousands of dollars. One time, a guy asked for a special movie starring me and him and one of his friends. I was just a young schoolgirl at the time, but I wanted to help my mommy. She put a collar on my neck and gave me my first line of cocaine. She wanted to dull my pain and fog my memory. The guy and his friend fucked me hard. They fisted my ass and my pussy too. I think my mom thought I would cry, but when he pulled his fist out of my ass, I fisted my own ass. Maybe the coke brought out the ass rape porn star in me or perhaps I was just a natural, but a dirty taboo whore was born that day.

Snuff Porn Friday Night

snuff pornSnuff porn is what I need to get off. When I cannot get off watching it, I make it. It was Friday night which meant lots of coeds running around drunk. I wanted something younger though, so I crashed this underground rave. I can look younger than I am. No make-up, trendier clothes and blonde hair and I blend in with teenagers. The bonus is no one can pick me out of a line-up when I go back to looking like my Goth self. I can be a chameleon when I need to be. I found my victim easily. This blonde popular girl who just looked like she represented everything I hate. She appeared to be an entitled, popular, mean girl. I observed her for hours bullying girls at the rave. I followed her home. I was not going to go in her house. My plan was just to check out things, devise a plan to get her alone and kill her. But she was clearly home alone. No other cars. No one to greet her at the door. Modest home. She was not as rich as she acted. Her designer clothes came from somewhere, but my guess from the house was not her parents. Sugar baby maybe. Thief possibly. Or she gets them second hand. She was a poser. I was going to enjoy killing her more. I broke into the house. I am stealth. I checked every room. She was home alone. I acted quickly, because I did not know if she would be home alone long. It was textbook home invasion phone sex gone wrong. I staged it like a robbery / assault. I know how to make it look like a man force fucked a girl then killed her. Something that I do not share often is that I always have some thawed out sperm from some loser I can plant. Kill two birds with one stone. Kill a hot teen slut and send away some pathetic loser or complete tool. I massacred her. She was passed out when I stabbed her. No fight. I like a fight, but I had to get in and out quickly in case a parental came home. It was a violent death and a quick one sadly, but one less whore in the world now. Her friends will all be secretly glad she was murdered.