He said he wanted to put me in snuff movies. He has been a loyal follower of my stepson’s stream that stars me. He has committed some serious Bitcoin to watch my stepson ravage my holes, even torture them. He promised me a big bag of coke and some money to get even more coke. I did not know my stepson was in on it. When I arrived at the address I was provided, I was shocked to see my stepson at the door. He yanked me in the room. He wanted me to see Victor giving him a big wad of cash. He was renting my stepson’s whore for night. What I did not know was that this was a real snuff porn. Or real until I escaped. My stepson took money to watch me be killed on film. Victor bought me. The money and coke he gave me was just to make it look real. To make me feel like this was just another movie staged to look like a real snuff flick. Victor wanted me high first. I did a big line with him and my stepson before they went to town on my holes. I was being violently fucked. Like both cocks rammed in my ass together. They pulled my hair in unison too. When they started choking me that was when I realized they wanted me dead. Victor had paid my stepson $100,000 to snuff me. That was all my life was worth. I make more money doing taboo phone sex than that. I am a professional when it comes to snuff. I have simulated it enough to know how to lie there like a wet noodle looking dead. They just left me as a lump on the floor. My stepson got my coke and they got high thinking I was dead on the floor. When they were uber high, I snuck out. I know my days are numbered now. My stepson is not going to be happy that he is out that money for a bitch who did not really die.
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Surviving Snuff Movies
Your Dark Accomplice
I rub my cunt while fantasizing about ripping a prissy bitch to shreds! Today when I went to the mall, I saw this fucking slut prancing around with a mini skirt and a crop top on. Her hot sexy body irritated me! Why flaunt it if you don’t want it to be abused? I was filled with so much frustration that my pussy was soaking through my underwear. I just knew I had to grab her. I waited until she was passing one of the back doors of the mall and shoved her through it. while simultaneously covering her wet mouth with my hands I dragged her towards my car. She tried to scream and fight but her sexy little weak body didn’t stand a chance! When I got her into my car, I bound her hands and ankles together so that I could see the fear in her eyes intensify. I wanted to smell her scared pussy all the way home. She looked so fucking sexy trying to escape being brough home for us to enjoy. I slapped her tight pussy as I drive home to make sure it was super juicy and wet for you. As we get closer to the destination, I could tell I was bringing her closer and closer to cumming! This slut was trying to hide it, but I could tell that she loved when I aggressively rubbed her clit! If she didn’t want her pussy exposed and played with, why would did she come out of the house with no panties on?? Such a fucking whore! I made her cunt squirt all over the dashboard as I pulled into your driveway. She was easy to pull out the car and into the house now that her snatch was partially drained. We get to the basement, and I threw her at your feet. “Good bitch.” you sternly say. My legs shake as I try to keep myself from orgasming from your presence and praise . I could tell by your smile that you were going to ravage this bitch! I can’t wait! What should we do first?
I Love Being an Accomplice Phone Sex Partner
I love being an accomplice phone sex partner. I have this client. He used to be my master. I did whatever I could to get out from his ownership. He was not easy on the body. We made a deal. I provided him younger talent to corrupt and use, and after 100 little girls I had my freedom. I pretty much traded my soul for my freedom, but I would do it all over again too. Now I work for him. It has proven quite profitable too. He called me up yesterday with a request. He wanted a little read headed girl. Blue eyes, red hair, white skin, freckles. Those little girls are harder to find, but the money he was offering made me go look. I was not going to pass up that offer. I knew she was likely going to be a snuff porn star then disappear like the rest. My former master makes quite a few movies. Some for his personal collection, others for hire. He likes little blonde girls with no tits or pubes yet, so I knew my little Irish girl was going to be killed and fucked for a client. It took me awhile to find the girl he wanted, but I did. Not at the mall or a park though. I snatched her from a Target. Took her in broad daylight. I had to give her a shot of something to subdue her, but it worked. I scooped her up and carried her out to my car. I was dressed differently with a black wig to conceal my blonde locks. I even strapped down my hefty boobs to make me look less voluptuous. It looked like a mom carrying her sleeping daughter on her shoulder. No one paid me any attention. I heard the sirens by the time I was in my car. The police would look hard for this little white girl I was sure of that. She will never be found. She will be snuffed on film. His rich client will explore his rape phone sex fantasies and kill the little red headed doll. Once I got the bag of cash, my guilt just disappeared.
The Punching Bag Game!
When daddy gets too drunk he likes to use me as a punching bag! Daddy and brother love drinking and having heated arguments, sometimes they like to get me drunk too and beat me for fun. They love feeling my soft skin take their punches and let their kicks and slaps turn my pale skin purple with bruises. I won’t lie, I do enjoy it, once the pain passes and I’m left with a throbbing pussy because I know most of the time after I get beaten, I’ll be taking a cock too! Daddy and brother reward me for being a good punching bag with a face full of their hot cum, I’m not allowed to wipe it off so it gets in my eyes and makes me cry but deep down I’m so satisfied!
Ass Rape Porn for Coke
It is no secret that I am an amateur ass rape porn star for anyone with coke. Normally, if you have the coke, you have my ass too. The man with coke has all the power because I am a slave for coke. I was in a mood last night. I needed coke because I was not ready to come down from my high yet. I went to this little dive bar in the seedy part of town. The only thing that scares me is not having coke. I met Daryl. He had a big bag of coke, but I had to put out if I was gonna get any. I asked him into the bathroom. I figured some head would give me a bump. One cock quickly turned into 12 cocks. Head quickly turned into a gangbang rape porn. The bar was dingy. Like I did not want to know what was making my knees stick to the floor. Nastiness. One guy pushed my head in the toilet. I was high, but not high enough to not think about the germs. I was smelling piss and urine cakes as men fucked my ass doggy style. I kept my eyes on the prize. I was going to get coke. I just had to endure some hardcore anal sex first. Not going as I had planned, but I figured once I made them all cum, I would get my coke. What happened was more guys just kept coming into that dingy one stall bathroom. Before long, I was the toilet. Men were spilling their piss in my mouth and their cum in my ass. Hours and hours went by, and I was a human toilet. A sober one. I never did get any coke. That was a hard come down. I sobered up quickly though with nothing but piss and cum in my body.
snuff sex at a wedding
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
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
Men 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
I 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















