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Snuff Sex is the Best Sex

The refined girl has long been destroyed in the many hours of a gangbanging hard core fuck session that broke me as an innocent girl. Now snuff sex is the best sex I can endure and enjoy fully. I have been ruined and sensitized like a filthy whore in a sex slave ring. My needs are to be made to feel pain. Intense fucking pain while getting my twat destroyed.

It used to make me cry when I was penetrated by daddy and his friends. I really hated it in the beginning. But after time there’s something that clicked in my bimbo brain and I embrace it to my very core now. My cunt is meant to be stuffed, ripped and continually plowed hard and deep for hours. My breasts are fake like the rest of me, just a fake bimbo barbie for man’s pleasure. They can be cut and tortured and I’ll beg for more.

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Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Will Kill Me one day

killer phone sexKiller pone sex fantasies get me hot and bothered all the time. I love being murdered. I want to be the victim. In my real life, I take a beating. Well, my pussy and ass take the brunt of the punishment. One of these days, if I am not careful, I might end of dead.  I rarely think before I act. Last night, I hooked up with the wrong guy. Been there done that, but I keep doing it again. Clearly, I have poor judgment. I get high and do not think things through. I went home last night with this guy I was partying with. Handsome younger man. Not extremely younger than me but closer to 30 than me. We were shooting pool and doing shots. Even a few lines off the pool table. He asked me back to his place to keep on having fun. I thought he was just a regular guy. I did not think he was scoping out snuff porn stars in a dive bar. We get back to his place, and his demeaner changes. Likely instantly changed. One foot in the door and he shoved me the rest of the way. I landed with a thud on the floor. I quickly tried to crawl away from him, but he put a foot on my back and flattened me like a pancake.  He ripped my clothes off and shoved fingers in my cunt and ass and picked me up like a bowling ball. He carried me to his bedroom and dropped me on the floor. He had a camera already set up. He knew this was going to happen. He just had to find the right taboo phone sex whore. And I walked right into his killer pad willingl. He smacked me around and brutalized my ass with his fists and various household gadgets. I was screaming and crying, but he just tore me up. I was a bloody, bruised mess when he was done. He picked me like a bowling ball again and dropped me in the hallway, naked, scared and bloody. When will I ever learn?

Training The Next Generation of Goth Teen Phone Sex Bitches

goth teen phone sexDo you like goth teen phone sex girls? I am no longer a teen, but I am always training the next me. I was a young Goth girl when I started having dark fantasies. My grandpa was my mentor. He saw in me what someone saw in him many decades before. Dark instincts need to be cultivated he told me, not squashed. I am a killing machine now. And I have never been questioned by the police. I am skilled in DNA destruction like Dexter Morgan. I never leave a body, nor do I hunt where I sleep thanks to the tutelage of my sadistic grandpa. Amy is under my wing now. She is a young girl with violent impulses just like me. I had to intervene and help her grow. If you have these instincts, you need a code so you can explore them while avoiding detection by law enforcement. I met Amy by chance. She had just murdered a school bully impulsively when I happened upon the murder scene. She thought she was dead in the water. That was her lucky day. That was Satan’s intervention. The dark lord put me in her path to help her, guide her, protect her raw talent. I have been honing her skills ever since. She cannot drive yet, but she can kill. She makes a perfect accomplice phone sex partner. She is school age herself, so she can lure little mean girls to their death. She targets surrogates for girls at her school, because an unbreakable rule is not to kill where you sleep. You can have no connection to the victim, or you come under investigation for the crime. She brings them to me, and I help her kill them. I help her destroy the little sluts. It is therapeutic for her. She has the urges and rage like many young girls. She can end up on death row before she can legally drink, or I can mentor her, hone her craft and turn her into an evil snuff porn queen like me. I can train your little bitch too.

No Stranger to Ass Rape Porn

ass rape pornI am no stranger to ass rape porn. I will do anything for coke or money to buy coke. Normally, I am the one who’s ass is being destroy. Last night, I was paid to abuse some blonde lot lizard’s ass. She needed money to shoot up and I needed money to snort up. We helped each other out. I did a few lines of coke at first to loosen up. Coke helps me get my freak on. We posed for some still shots. We started off in clothes. Like high class slut clothes. This little blue movie was for a rich guy’s spank bank. He wanted to see one whore destroy another whore’s asshole. I licked her ass and pussy for about 30 minutes. She came many times. I fingered her ass too. One in the pink, and one in the stink! The coke was kicking in, so I went harder on her holes. It did not take me long to start fisting her ass. She was out of it. The heroin made her loose. Her holes were tight, but she was not gripping with her muscles. She moaned softly as I plunged my arm elbow deep into her ass. I used other things too like a small baseball bat and large dildos the director provided. This felt more like a snuff porn because her ass was bleeding. I do not think she felt the pain until today. I even got both of my hands inside her puckered asshole. Not elbow deep, but past the wrists. I was enjoying this show. When her asshole prolapsed, I put some coke on it to numb the pain. I rimmed her prolapsed asshole for hours. Then I fucked and fisted her some more. Her poor asshole looked like raw meat when I was done. What do I care? She is just some junkie whore. I got my coke money. That was the only thing I cared about.

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.