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Teen Rape Porn Satanic Deliciousness

Hunting for victims for the hottest snufftastic teen rape porn is a hot fucking time. These teen whores are so extremely easy to spot. Selfie taking idiots trying to win Instagram model of the year. Willing to bare it all. It’s so fucking pathetic.

However, this is so god damned easy. Approach a little whore and her friend phones in their face and playing kissy face. I walk to them scope them out like a wolf circling it’s prey. Make them uneasy… but then immediately tell them I think they would be great for the “art film I am making”. You two wanna be stars? It’s so edgy and cool, and your following will sky rocket. Stars in their eyes they follow.

Luring these little cunts is so easy with the promise of attention. Oh will they get attention! Take them to the cam room and have them modeling some lacey lingerie. I tell them who does the best will win… reality… they both lose. Their lives!

Get them comfortable and drug them a little. The knives come out and the pervert of the moment enters. The pervert of the moment refers to the paying client I hunt for. He then get’s his way with the slutmeat.

I will coax, and assist as you fulfill those dark deranged desires. In most cases I will sit back and get myself off watching that slutmeat get violated and destroyed.

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You’re Ready for a Bit of Gun Play

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No, please! Don’t do this! 

I am laying down, helpless and beaten. You have already fantasy raped me as well as let your hired help fuck my throat and my ass. You have punched me in the face repeatedly, working downwards to my feet. I can barely move my body. You and your friend throat fucked me so hard that I can barely speak. So, you are not surprised when you bring a gun to my face and a faint scream escapes my lips. You caress my face with the gun, my heart beating faster and faster as you move it towards my legs. I brace myself for the inevitable bang until you start fucking my pussy with the barrel of the gun.

This felt like a cold, hard cock pounding the shit out of my already bruised pussy. I could barely take the feeling, and tried to escape you. At this point, you realize I must be better than I thought, so you shoot me in my pussy. I scream at the top of my lungs! How could you do this? You watch as the blood spurts out of the part formerly known as my pussy. You shove your gun down my throat, making me taste my own pussy juices and gun residue before you finally shoot me in the mouth, watching the blood gush from the hole in my face. 

Highschool Girl Murder phone sex Fantasies

Murder phone sex fantasies

 Murder phone sex Fantasies drive me to the darkest places imaginable.  Some girls in High School used to tell me that I was a Goth girl poser. That I only brought up dark and bloody shit as shock value. In their pretty little cheerleader minds, No one could possibly be as dark as I am. Normally I don’t care what a preppy little bitch with an attuite has to say. But There was a point when one of those bitches went too far. 

My teenage hormones tend to make me unstable, especially when dealing with brain-dead pretty girls. I never wanted any of their men, Daddies were the exception. And Trust me I had fucked a couple during my school years. Older men have always attracted me, and the most suburban upstanding men can be the nastiest vile mother fuckers around. A lesson I learned early in life. 

Now let’s get Back To this royal bitch Constance. A total super nerd who thought she was better than anyone in the whole school. She had the looks, her family had money and she was about as mean a mean girl as they come. She was always gloating about her wealth and brains and really hated me. I was different, shy, and a bean pole. Still a couple of years away from being the bloody phone sex bitch that you love to accompany you on cum adventures. 

High school  Murder phone sex Fantasies 

I remember many nights I would envision myself slicing her throat after dismembering her slowly while she was alive. Somehow I wanted to keep her alive while I put her through the worse agony possible. Me murdering her was two years of spank bank material that only got darker as time went on.  I never worked out the details But I still get hot thinking about killing her. These fantasies only increased when I learned that stupid whore had gotten knocked up. Oh, how this really ramps up my snuff sex drive. I think Now is the time to kidnap her and force her into a bloody evil birth with a couple of accomplices at the helm! What do you think should we?

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Fantasy Phone Sex Lets Us Explore Our Darker Desires

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex is just that. Fantasy. Never feel guilty about your darker fantasies. I have an active imagination. The bloodier and gorier a fantasy is, the wetter my cunt becomes. This guy I am seeing calls me his gore whore. I am one too. I do not know how I got like this, but I guess my violent past as a slave and my love for horror movies helped create this gore whore. My man and I were watching some snuff flicks over the weekend. One of them was very violent. Lots of blood and gore. Those are aphrodisiacs for me. I was horny as fuck and wanted to have snuff sex. We fucked while images of bloody dismembered girls flashed on the screen. I wanted the real thing. Not just snuff fantasy. My man recognized the hunger in my eyes. A hunger that his massive cock could not quench alone. We went hunting. He likes to fuck and hurt young girls. Before we met, I knew who he was. I had been warned many times to stay away from him or he would take me down a rabbit hole of darkness. I was a moth to his flame because I never mind falling down a rabbit hole of darkness. He is the best fuck of my life because he is so sadistic and sick. His mind matches mine. We found a barely legal drunk girl. Gave her a ride. She was too drunk to realize we were not her Uber. We drove her to his place. She thought we were going to have a kinky threesome. We did, just not the kind she was thinking. I slit her throat as my man fucked the life out of her. Her bright red blood cascaded over her big tits and down to her shaved cunt. Her blood became lube for my man’s hard cock. He kept fucking her after most of her blood had run out of her body. She was lifeless, but he kept fucking her. Sex with dead bodied is his thing and I love to be a part of it because I am his gore whore.

Accomplice Phone Sex

Accomplice Phone Sex

I get jealous when I have to share daddy’s dick. When I walked in on you with my sister, I got so upset. My pussy gets so wet when I watch your cock penetrate another tight little pussy, but I want it to be me. Hearing my twin sister cry while you fucked her upset me… she can’t take a dick like I can. She can’t take it up the ass like I can either. I didn’t want mommy to hear so while you were fucking her good and deep, I strangled her to keep her quiet. Watching her wide eyes fill with tears and fright while you pounded her made my clit throb. I could feel her pulse get fainter and fainter as you violently pumped inside her. When you came as she let out her last breath, I couldn’t help but sit my wet pussy on her face and cum on her lifeless lips while she was still warm. It felt so fucking good. I also enjoyed eating the creampie out of her tight cunt as her body temperature started to cool as well, before you rolled her over and fucked her virgin asshole before rigor mortis set in. I love being daddy’s accomplice! 

Snuff Sex is All I am Good For According to My Stepson

snuff sexSnuff sex is all I am good for. That is what I hear from countless men, even my stepson. I have a duo life. I am the soccer mom with two teenage boys. I have a loving husband and I have the perfect suburban life hauling boys around in a mom van. The other side of me, is a hot mess. I am addicted to coke. I keep my coke escapes a secret. Well, not a well kept secret because my stepson knows and has been black mailing me for years. I have become his cash cow. I am not a fan of his, but I am a fan of his coke. I do what he tells me, and when he says jump, I smile and ask how high. What is my alternative? Be homeless, divorced and lose custody of my boys? I would rather endure my stepsons snuff movies than that. He summoned me last night. He needed money again. Why get a job when you have a whore stepmom you can make do anything for you. That is always what he says to me. He wanted to stream a rough sex video last night. He has 1000s of followers who love to watch him abuse his red-headed step mommy. He abuses me too. Last night, he was all about my ass. I have been his anal whore before, but he went all out this time. He gaped my ass first with his fist. The bitcoin sounds were overwhelming to me. Guys were tipping him from the get-go to torture me. Once he loosened my asshole up, he put a speculum inside my ass and cranked it open like I was an ass rape porn star. He then pissed in my gaped hole. He spit in it too, even squirted Icy Hot in my shit box. That made me yelp in pain and cry. He is a sick man who will do anything for his viewers and nothing for his step mommy. Well, I did get coke out of it, but I am still sitting on an inner tube today.

Snuff Sex is the Best Sex

You love a little excitement and think Goth girls are real freaks. Well babes, you haven’t experienced the ride of your life until you have been hit with my snuff sex. That’s right I will ride your cock and kill you before I cum.

I love going to the club and hearing the great music that fuels my existence. Goth music and hard ass industrial is best. When I get a guy in my chamber I go for some dark harsh noise. This music drowns out the screams that will be emanating from my lover. I will tease him and start to fuck him. I slide out a knife and as I ride that cock I will be playing the stabby game.

My foreplay is some mild carving of sex magic symbols on your chest. My cunt will feel so good and you will be too drunk and drugged to do anything. Besides I have you tied up. After all us Goth girls are kinky freaks right? It’s what you wanted.

However what you get tonight is an extra in the deal. You will get bled to death and maybe, just maybe, lose that dick. Sounds fun doesn’t it? I’ll play some loud Industrial like Ministry or Witch House… well whatever will cover the screams. Are you a screamer?

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beat me till i beg for snuff sex

snuff sex

I have to have snuff sex. There’s no other way I can enjoy getting a huge cock inside me unless, of course, I am being used up and slashed up like a dumb cunt. Watch me bleed. It turns me on so much to be a slut that bleeds.

While you slide your erect dick, look me in the eyes and tell me you will own me forever. Watch me cry and beg you to stop, but you won’t. There’s no doubt you’re in charge.

Watch me tremble and get lost in your words. The fear rules me and takes me to a place that no person in their right mind wants to visit. As soon as you push me down, you tell me to take your cock, and if I make one peep, you’ll have no choice but to choke me out.

Bloody Phone Sex is A Lot of Fun for a Sick Bitch

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex is so much fun for a sick bitch like me. Red is my favorite color because I love the look of blood. I especially love the look of blood as it is pouring out of a victim. The blood of a young victim is the best. It is a bright crimson red. It has a sweet smell to it too. You would almost think it is theatrical blood, but the blood of tender age victims is just sweeter than our blood. It becomes addicting, but I am not impulsive or compulsive. That is how I can be a stone cold killer bitch and never get caught. Hell, I am under the radar still. The dark net knows me though. I am a legend of sorts there. But I make sure I change details when I brag about my snuff sex kills. I am smart and methodical above all else. This is how I stay out of prison.

When Harvey hired me, I knew he wanted a young one killed. He has been fucking his stepdaughter for years now, and she has decided she no longer wants to be his victim. She is blackmailing him. He wants her gone. I get it. She is a problem now. I take care of problems for money.  This kill took some finessing. I mean I had to make sure he had an airtight alibi and that when he did, I could easily gain access to the jailbait whore. It took weeks of planning, but the stars aligned yesterday. His stepdaughter was staying with friends because they had no power from a storm that hit recently. He was out of the country with work buddies who could vouch for him. I killed the friend too to look like a random act of violence. I stabbed two innocent angels in their princess beds while the adults slept in a near by room. I made it look like a bloody massacre. It will be blamed on some escaped loony bin patient or some schizophrenic hobo. Harvey’s problem was solved with some accomplice phone sex. Any problems I can solve for you?

Strangulation Phone Sex Rape Fantasy Dream

It was a Strangulation phone sex dream that made me gasping for air as I awoke grabbing at my bedsheet and struggling to understand what was real. Only thing, this actually was not a dream. I was being penetrated and strangled by a strange masked man. This man held a knife to my tit while fucking pounding my pussy with an extremely hateful vigor. His hand was crushing my neck as he had huge hands squeezing tight my neck.

This was obviously not a dream but something very sadistic happening to me and I felt drugged and unable to struggle or move. I could not speak, but I watched, and inside I was dying a slow agonizing death. My body is torn and aching and I just really need to be put out of this misery with some torturous sadistic fucking me out of my mind.

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