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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.

Snuff Sex and Violence

Snuff sex and violence are the things that excite me. To become violated so extremely with the most sadistic men and women using me for their twisted pleasures is ultimate. I’m a nympho for asphyxiation while have my holes pounded out and gaped. 

Destroy me, violate me, beat me and make me beg for the pleasure of feeling your cock pulsate in my fuck holes. I am your torture doll. The only use on this planet for me is to be your sadistic victim. Maybe I have my own twisted fixations on my need of violent pain. Does it really matter though? I mean you could care less about me as I am a nothing to you. I am the whore you will lure in with drugs and alcohol. Fuck maybe you use a stun gun on me. Spike my drink at the bar. Spike me with a syringe of m99. 

I have had guys stalk me at night. I walk the streets alone and often barely dressed. I look like a whore. I get treated like a whore. I guess I deserve to be grabbed and strangled then pulled into a hidden spot so you can finish me and in me.

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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasiesWhat are your murder phone sex fantasies? With me as your accomplice, I bet I can make them seem so real that you cream your shorts. I am a sick bitch. I make the perfect accomplice because I have no remorse. I have no empathy and I have no fear. I do have caution, which you want. I know when, how and where to kill the intended victim. Victor needed help killing his ex-wife. She was draining him dry because she has all his dirty secrets in her head. He made the mistake of telling his one-time wife where all the bodies were buried, and she has been blackmailing him since. She is a trophy wife. Younger than him by 20 years. He knows now he should not have married her nor shared his dirty business secrets. He found me on a black ops site for underground killers. We discussed his case, decided on a price and then I planned her murder. I get off planning a kill. A lot goes into a murder for hire plan. The husband is always the first suspect, so he needed an airtight alibi and not a hint of a paper trail leading to a hit. Leave it to me. When it comes to killer phone sex, I am the best at what I do. I waited until he was out of town to execute her. I also waited until his brat was at a friend’s house. I made it look like a robbery and a sexual assault gone wrong. I fucked the little whore with my strap on but placed a rubber on it first so there would be no trace of rubber to suggest the killer was a woman. I wanted to disfigure her and sexually mutilate her, but that is a pattern of a personal kill, and that leads back to the ex-hubby. I strangled her with a man’s belt. I made sure it was a much bigger size than the husband, and not a designer brand that could be traceable to only a few select stores. Details matter when killing. I stole the jewelry, cash, and other valuables I could find. Left no DNA because I never do. I am as good if not better than Dexter Morgan. It has been a month since I killed his problem, and no arrest or even a lead yet. My client’s secrets died with his bitch ex-wife.  Who can we kill together?

Gangbang Rape Porn for Coke

gangbang rape pornI had to make a gangbang rape porn last night. I was not really forced, but if I wanted coke, I had no choice. And I always want coke. I had been out for a couple days and to say I was jonesing is an understatement. I thought what was the worst that could happen? I get sore holes for a few days. I had no clue how many men would be involved. Women too. It was violent from the start. Men and women grabbing me roughly. They shoved fingers in my ass and cunt. Fish hooked my mouth. Fisted my cunt and ass at the same time. At one point they raised me up off the ground with two fists inside me. I was not high enough not to feel that. They laughed at me as I cried out in pain. I yelped like a wounded animal because I could feel my cunt ripping. I could feel blood dripping down my thighs. I was a mess. There was shit and blood on their hands and they made me lick it up. One guy had the ide to tie me up. I was bound into a contorted ball position, and it hurt. It was uncomfortable. I had no wiggle room. I had no ability to fight or squirm. They wanted me as helpless as a sack of potatoes. They tossed me around fucking me like some passed out coed at a frat party. Guys came in my ass and cunt and mouth. Some left chunks of jizz in my hair and on my face. My ass was gaped open wider than an ass rape porn star. For hours and hours, I was abused and used, humiliated and shamed. I found out they filmed it all so they could profit again when they streamed it. My degradation is on the net for everyone to see. If I have enough coke, I will not care anymore.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesHe had rape phone sex fantasies for the little whore next door. He was in the right place. I love to be a rape fantasy accomplice. I think I was darker than what he wanted, but I mean I am on a snuff site for a reason. I am not the girl next door. Unless your girl next door is a serial killer, LOL. I devised a plan to kidnap the little girl. I took her to my kill shack in the woods. I was keeping her little body warm for him. He met me there. He thought he would fuck her and that would be it, but if you want to fuck a jailbait slut, you have to kill or because when you know the girl, she can pick you up out of a line-up.  I had her naked, blindfolded and tied up when he arrived. He was a dumbass though and spoke. Called her by her name and she recognized his voice. She said, “Mr. Nolin, from next door?’ I knew then this was going to be snuff sex. It had to be. Otherwise, he was going to jail and maybe me too because I had no doubt he would give me up as his accomplice. I was prepared to kill him too if he did not kill her. I let him have his nut. I mean he did pay me to fuck the cute little whore. He tore her cunt up. Left a ton of DNA inside her. DNA that would lead right back to him if she went to the ER and had an assault kit done on her tiny little fuck holes. I mean if you can savagely fuck such a young girl, you can kill her too. I handed him my knife and he carved her up with no hesitation. This guy has killed before or at least really thought it over in his mind. He stabbed her savagely, just like he fucked her. All that was left was blood and some skin and bones we fed to the coyotes. I still killed him though. I just waited until all the money was in my hands. I did not want him bragging about his conquest to the wrong people.

Strangulation Phone Sex Fantasy

strangulation phone sexDo you have strangulation phone sex fantasies? My Tinder date did. He was one of the hottest men I have ever seen on Tinder too. It was such a shame. He is married and lives in the next county, so we agreed to meet at a no tell motel on the outskirts of town. It is a seedy rent by the hour sort of place. I knew it was a gross hotel with a bad reputation, but I was not going there by myself or to do drugs. I just wanted a big married cock. He was even better looking in person. Older with salt and pepper hair, plus impeccably dressed. He certainly stood out at this dive hotel. We fucked for an hour. It was a hot fuck too. Big dick and he knew how to use it. I struck gold, until I realized he was a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde type after he came. I thought he was reaching down to grab his pants because he had to leave. He pulled his belt off his pants and before I realized why, it was too late. His belt was around my neck as I laid face down on the bed. He was strong. He pulled tightly, strangling me. He was sitting on my back, so I could not get away. I was fading fast. I was just not strong enough for him. He said he was going to make it look like I hung myself in this dirty no tell motel. I was trying to get my fingers between the belt and my neck, but I could not. I passed out, lost consciousness and he snuffed me out. He fucked me, then killed me like a female praying mantis does to her male mates. Then he had sex with my dead body. Sex with dead bodies was his thing all along, and he lured me like a dumb bimbo to my death.