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Torture sex fueled by virgin blood makes a explosion

Torture sex is a salacious stench of sweat, blood, and forbidden pleasure. My eyes gleam with sadistic glee as I present to you an assortment of ravishing, helpless playthings – your very own slaves.Torture sex
Each petite, innocent creature has been meticulously handpicked for their untouched purity, their first blooming flowers of womanhood making them the ultimate delicacy for connoisseurs of carnal cruelty like yourself. Watch as I defile their pristine bodies, my cruel hands ripping away their modesty to expose the plump, virgin flesh beneath.
The agony and ecstasy etched upon their tender faces is enough to make me cum. But when you thrust your cock inside their helpless little cunts, it ignites a fire within my broken soul. Their mewling cries of pain and pleasure are but a symphony to my twisted ears.
As I tear into their quivering flesh, the very essence of their youth and innocence drips from their wounds, a potent elixir that courses through my veins and sets my core ablaze. We aren’t just making Snuff porn for your collection, we are making art. A depraved masterpiece that will leave all who dare to consume it forever changed.

Taking Out Your Snuff Phone Sex Fantasy On Rena

There is something about a hot snuff phone sex fantasy where it makes your cock rock hard to use my little body to  get that cock of yours dripping out and oozing cum.  A home invasion of sorts where I am just home by myself, in my little boy shorts panties that ride up my ass and small crop tap.

Dancing around in my house where you can see from your car perfectly the light shining on my bouncing ass and titties and you just can’t help yourself.  You go check every door in my house.  Finally finiding one unlocked that you sneak through to get a better peak.  Stroking your cock through your shorts the entire time. You encounter me with headphones on just feet away, my back is turned and my bouncing ass is feet in front of you.

As I start backing up just dancing away in my own little world, I feel something hard press against my panties.  I had backed into something… it just so happens to be your cock.  Before I can even turn around you put me in a chokehold  whispering in my ear to stay quiet and you won’t hurt me.

You force me into my bedroom and take off your clothes just leaviing me on my bed shaking.  You demand I get aked and get on the floor on my knees to suck your cock.  You force me by my hair down on your cock until you are roughly fucking the shit out of my face as snot and tears flow making me a complete mess.

You pick me up by my hair and throw me onto the bed.  Shoving my panties in my mouth until I am gasping for air.  You shove that hard cock deep inside me. I feel your dick throbbing about to explode when you put your hands around my neck as you are about to cum.  Everything goes dark…snuff phone sex

Mutilation phone sex gets messy but feels so right

My Mutilation phone sex existence is a perpetual descent into the abyss of suffering and butchering. The smell of blood and fear has become an exquisite nectar. Anguish is my perfume, an intoxicating elixir that fuels my dark desires.Mutilation phone sexIn this realm of snuff, where life hangs by a thread, I have to make sure to be a really good girl. I don’t want to be the one on the chopping block. I always make myself useful for Master Daddy. I have all his favorite tools ready to go when he finds a new slut to play with.
He gets so hard when he starts slicing skin off his new toy. He likes to start with her tummy. He makes a long cut just above the belly button. Then he grabs the skin and peels it upwards so she can watch her skin getting ripped off.
Master Daddy taught me that Torture sex is an art form. Every whimper, every scream, every gurgling gasp is a brushstroke upon a canvas of suffering. I know he is God, soaked in blood with a massive hard-on that needs sucking.
As he creates new holes in that little slut I suck him. I know when he is ready to fuck when I feel his cock twitch. I pull it out of my throat and stick it in the new bloody fuck hole. He loves to cut off a bitch’s nipples and use her tits as a pussy.

Necrophilia Phone Sex with a Living Dead Girl

necrophilia phone sexNecrophilia phone sex turns a lot of men on. Men like me to play dead. However, there are men out there who want me dead before they fuck me. And I try to avoid men like that. But I’m not always successful. I owe this one drug dealer, Jimmy, a lot of money. It’s from many years ago, but I guess he never forgot the debt.

To a man like him, what I owe is minuscule. But to me, it seems like a lot. It’s hard sometimes for a druggie whore to scrape up a few grand. But Jimmy threatened my family, so I got desperate to find the money somehow. And the seedy under world of snuff porn is a quick way to make some serious cash. But it’s also a way to become seriously dead too.

So, I started pounding the pavement. I’m a little bit long in the tooth as they say. But that does not mean I can’t find somebody to work with me. It just means I must go deeper underground to find somebody willing to work with a used up old whore like me. And I found Dave. He would pay me what I owe Jimmy, plus 500 extra to go towards my next coke purchase. But I had to play dead. At least I hoped I was just playing dead.

Dave serves as a go-between. A go between talent and private collectors. Guys who like the one and done sort of movies, but I know how to play that well. As it turned out this little film that got me out of financial trouble almost cost me my life. I showed up per my instructions.

If You Want to Fuck a Dead Girl, I Can Play Dead Better Than a Corpse

And I glammed myself up. Apparently, the collector of the snuff flick I was about the star in likes a lot of makeup. And 80s style hair to take him back to the days when girls rejected him. I think this man is a former incel. The kind of man who cannot get pussy. At least he could not get pussy in the 80s when he was a teenager. Even though he has a lot of money now thanks to some smart investments, he still hates women.

The movie got rough. Of course, I can handle the rough fucking, but this guy did a lot of rough choking and slapping and strangling. I honestly thought I would die. But then I remembered the director saying just play dead. The guy is old. As soon as he takes your life, he’ll stop.

So, I tried to make my body lifeless with his hands around my throat. And it worked. I managed to get my entire body limp and unresponsive to his touch. But I’m not sure how I managed that. I really thought I was on that last of my nine lives there. However, the guy gave up once he thought I was dead. He paid Dave the money for the film. And once he was gone, I stood up, gasped for air, took my money and ran out of there.

I guess at least the guy did not enjoy sex with dead bodies or he might’ve realized I was just playing dead. My cunt would twitch and betray me if he fucked my “corpse.” However, my body acted just as he wanted. Just how he expected. He will always think he choked this 80s glam babe to her death, but once again, I came out on top.

Murder Fantasy, Torture, and Blasphemy

Blasphemy Sex

 

My little sister was always a part of my secret murder fantasies. I wanted to take her to my boyfriend’s cabin in the woods and strap her small young teen body down to his kitchen table. I’d whisper to her and tell her how we were going to sacrifice her body to the devil after I shoved a large wooden cross in her tight virgin pussy. I would lick up her tears and pinch her nipples until they bleed. She would try to move and beg us to stop. We would laugh at her as she begged us to have mercy on her.

Torture Sex

My boyfriend would ram his thick cock into her pussy tearing it open. Blood would trickle down her thighs and she would cry asking us why. I would start cutting her stomach open and play with her dark red blood. I would lick her blood off my favorite knife and thrust it in her chest killing her. Her eyes would open wide in surprise before the light left her eyes. My boyfriend would keep fucking her corpse because you should never let a cunt go to waste. He’d fill that dead pussy full of cum and then we’d burn her body. She doesn’t know how twisted my murder and rape fantasies are. Maybe one day they’ll be more than just a fantasy.

Domination Phone Sex Babes Sometimes Get to be the Accomplice

domination phone sexDomination phone sex requires a submissive whore like me. Even in my early 40s, I still obey. But I’m not a full-time sub for anyone. Just when I need coke. Out of desperation, I will be what any guy needs me to be. And this one snuff filmmaker needed a red headed mommy for a movie. A private collector’s movie. And those are the most dangerous. Usually what we call one and done films because the star is never seen or heard from again. But I was not going to be the main star. I got to serve in a different capacity this time as the accomplice.

The premise of this movie was that as the mother, I caught my boyfriend diddling my daughter. But instead of being angry at him, I turned my anger to my cock teasing young daughter. In a desperate attempt to keep my man, I offered him a once in a lifetime opportunity to make a teen rape porn with her as the star.

Even telling him I didn’t care if she survived the deal or not if he enjoyed himself. I guess if I had to get into the head of my character, she was getting rid of her competition by snuffing her daughter. Proving her worth to the man she desperately wanted to keep. I didn’t care one way or the other if I got my Coke.

Most Days, I Do Anything for Coke

I just prayed that I made a smart choice working with this director. And doing a private snuff film. But he promised that I would survive, but the girl would not. Fuck that little girl. I needed my coke. So, the director allowed me to have a little sample of the coke to get me in the right frame of mind to be the desperate housewife. Is it wrong to admit that I sort of like playing this character. For one, it was going to get me a lot of coke. Enough coke to last me a few months.

Plus, no one beat me up, tore me up or otherwise fucked me. All the violent love seemed directed at the starlet. It was a young teen girl. Sure, I felt a little bad once I saw how nervous and frightened, she was. But I kept my eyes on the prize. That big bag of cocaine. Not as good as my son’s pink cocaine, but I blew through that shit quickly.

The guy who served as my costar did all the heavy lifting. Of course, I was the devil on his shoulder, telling him to pork her. He destroyed her holes. And eventually fucked her dead body too. He choked her to death. Technically she could’ve been my daughter. The right age and the right look. Although I’m sorry she died a snuff sex death, I am not sorry, but I got the second best coke in town and a lot of it too.

Snuff Movies I Enjoy Filming and Watching Too

snuff moviesI like to watch snuff movies. However, I prefer to make them. I have an eye for talent. Now, I can make a movie by myself. But I will admit, I much prefer to make a snuff flick with an accomplice. I can take care of the killing and disposing of the body. However, if we’re going to be killing some stupid cunt, at least you could fuck her first.

I found Frank on the dark net. And he had a little problem that he needed my assistance with. However, he could not afford my fee. I’m not Kmart. I do not offer specials. But when I saw the victim, I made a deal. A deal that I can promise I will ever make to anyone ever again. But I told him let me film the snuff porn and stream it. What we would do is put an executioner’s mask on him to hide his tattoos or distinguishing marks. This would assure that nobody ever knew who was doing the fucking and torturing.

You Need Me to Help You Kill

He agreed to my terms. The girl he wanted to kill is the same coed who comes into my Goth bar and hustles guys into buying her drinks. Turns out she’s not a coed after all. It’s just part of her persona. She’s a con artist and an escort. Now that alone does not make her an ideal candidate for me to snuff, but apparently, she’s pregnant. And she’s telling five different people that they are the baby daddy to milk them of money. I guess the whore doesn’t want to work for a living. But don’t look to me to have sympathy just because she’s pregnant. She’s still a whore.

So, I wanted to help him. Don’t tell him, but I would’ve done this job for free. But I can’t have men thinking that I’ll help them just out of the kindness of my heart. This time I knew the victim. Well, sort of knew the victim. I lured her way, and she walked right into my trap. Frank laid in wait. And when this dumb bitch saw him, she knew she was in trouble. But she had no idea what I had in the store for her. I did the world of favor by getting rid of another conniving cunt. The world has enough of them.

Nobody will Ever Miss a Conniving Cunt 

She tried to run for the door, but I picked up a baseball bat and whacked her across the head. It gave her a nasty head wound and a likely concussion. That was nothing to what Frank did. He clearly had some anger to unleash. So, I told him to fuck the shit out of her. Explore his rape phone sex fantasies with her ass, mouth, and pussy. I streamed it all as he rammed his big dick up her cunt. Dumb bitch screamed and cried for her mommy. No one would save her.

He fucked the living shit out of her. Destroyed her cunt and her ass. I mean, if you know a girl is not going to survive the night, that’s like carte blanche to do whatever the fuck you want to her and neither of us care that she had a tiny little bun in the oven. Hell, it might’ve been a lie too. You can’t trust a conniving scheming bitch like her. But I plunged that knife deep into her belly, gutted her like a pig and tossed her body and her entrails in the backyard to feed the wild animals. And once again, another snuff flick in the books. And another dead cunt that no one will miss.

Blasphemy sex is the next step after kidnapping our victim

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex is a ravenous beast, and the endless darkness needs to be fed. We’ve had a steady stream of young victims to play with, but this last one felt special. The little schoolgirl, with her short skirt and exposed thigh gap, was a vision of innocence corrupted. I knew she had to be mine.
Watching her struggle to get free, I could see the fighting spirit in her eyes. It made my cunt so hot since I knew what was in store for her. And so, I led her down the darkened corridor, her cries echoing off the cold, stone walls. Her screams only served to heighten my arousal, and I couldn’t wait to see what she would do when she saw you.
As we entered our Torture sex dungeon, I could see her go from panic to leaving her body. The fear was so intense that she had to disconnect. She tried to scream when she saw you standing there. You looked so fucking sexy standing there naked with a massive hard-on. She tried to scream, but it came out silent, and fuck did that make me wet. So I threw her down at your feet and popped that dick down her throat. She needed a little motivation to do better. So when I put my blade to her throat, she started sucking on your cock like a starving orphan sucking on her first lollipop. She did such a good job that it didn’t take long for the demon to take over. Your cock grew three times its size and shot a load that blew out the back of her head. Hail Satan!

Torture sex makes the hottest little amputee

Torture sexTorture sex can go so beyond evil with my Master Daddy. You see, my master always wanted to fuck with an amputee, a hot teen slut with no arms or legs that I could just put on his dick and spin. He set me out in the world to find the perfect victim. I thought I could find an authentic one, but I didn’t have any luck. I couldn’t go back empty-handed, and I spotted my victim on the swing set. I knew I could mold her into the perfect little amputee slut.
I drugged her and I brought her to my Master Daddy. He was so proud of me when he saw her puffy little bald pussy. So he let me cut her arms off, and he cut her legs off. When she woke up, poor little Snuff porn star cried a lot. She didn’t like having a camera on her while he was ramming his dick in her fresh stump.
As she lay there, helpless and vulnerable, I made sure to get a close-up of Master Daddy going from stump to her little pussy. Towards the end, it was such a bloody mess, and it was hard to tell what was what. My master fucked her with a passion that I had never seen before. He pounded her stump until she couldn’t take it anymore, and then he came in her pussy, filling her with his hot, sticky cum.

Murder phone sex Fantasies chokes out that little slut

Murder phone sex Fantasies cast an eerie, sexy glow on the world around me, and the screams of the night become my symphony. I am the one who finds the perfect victims, and your cock is going to thank me. We take turns choking them out, making them choke and die as suffering sex slaves. The thrill of the kill only heightens our pleasure, and we revel in it. I know your favorite part is when I push the little bitch’s head all the way down until your cock is sticking out of the back of her head.

Murder phone sex FantasiesYou love the feeling of power, the knowledge that you and I are the ones in control. You are King, and I am your Killer phone sex queen. I love that we’ve created our twisted world, where the lines between pleasure and pain are blurred beyond recognition, where murder and sex become the same.