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I Love Making Snuff Porn

snuff pornSnuff porn inspires me. With it being my favorite time of year, snuff flicks are on my TV 24/7. I watched this Japanese one last night that sent me out to hunt. A man was force fucking and torturing young schoolgirls. They were little Geisha looking girls. Skinny schoolgirls with bald pussies and virgin holes. Their legs were long and lean. When they stood together, there was not enough flesh for inner thighs to even touch. The man had ropes around their necks and like some macabre puppet master he was pulling strings and choking them. A few he strung up and watched them piss themselves and swim in the air until their bodies went lifeless. I was wet. I was in the mood to recreate the film. I had no luck finding any Asian young cunt, but I did find young twin sisters. Stupid little girls believed I was a friend of their mother’s sent to pick them up. Their parents never warned them about strangers. My luck. I took them to an abandoned warehouse I sometimes use for making homemade snuff movies. It is abandoned. It is off the beaten path. It is perfect killing ground. I drugged my little victims and when they woke up, they were collared and naked. I had a camera rolling to catch it all. I could have used your help, but I am strong enough and sick enough to take care of two schoolgirls on my own. But if I had you, you could have fucked them. I love killing young girls, but I do not have a cock. I stabbed their bald cunts. I gutted them like pigs. And I loved every moment, but it would have been more satisfying for you to shred their little holes with your cock first. They died painful and gruesomely. I filmed it for my spank bank because I love watching little girls die by my hands.

Kidnapped by Midgets

Taboo phone sexI was walking down the street last week when I was grabbed from behind by a group of midgets…sorry, little people, and thrown into the back of a van!

There were at least four or five of them and they were freakishly strong!

The immediately tied my hands and feet and stripped my clothes off!

We pulled into a car wash where they blasted me tender cunt with the high pressure cold water and began scrubbing my body with the giant foaming brush!

The water stung and the brush felt as though it had removed several layers of skin! I was red and raw!

I tried to scream but my attempts were muffled by the gag in my mouth! The more I struggled, the more they laughed in their high pitched lollipop guild tone and talked about cleaning the filthy whore for their master!

I could not help but wonder who they were referring to!

We pulled up to a stone lean to in the woods that lead to an underground chamber. The stench of piss and cum was everywhere and the place was dimly lit by flamed torches.

Your godlike presence appears before me, yet you are dressed in black and even your face is hidden! You press a glowing cattle brand on my ass, searing my still raw skin and holding it there to intensify the pain!

You pierces my nipples and clit with a burning thick needle and fit me with a heavy chain! The piercings tear at my flesh as you pull them behind me and attach them to a single ring just above my blistering ass!

A short leash is hooked to the ring and you give my ass a hard kick with your dirty boot, sending me to my knees! Your voice makes my clit quivers as you order me to crawl behind you. Any struggle resulted in a quick yank, sending oddly erotic pain throughout my tits and cunt!

You feel me paw at your leg!

My eyes are pleading…Please! I want to be the one you hurt!

Seeing the tears ruin my mascara brings a slight smile to your face!

Please don’t deny me the sting of your hand on my face, the scraps on my knees as I crawl to you or the bruises on my neck from the grasp of your strong hands!

“All in good time”, you say, “All in good time!”

And then a quick yank, again reminds me of my place on my knees crawling behind you……

 

 

 

 

I Will Leave A Plate Of Cookies Out

Taboo phone sexIt has been so long since I felt the strength of a mans hands around my neck and that desperation as I gasp for air while he strangles me and fucks my face!

I ache for the pain of you punching me and slapping me!

I feel completely wasted without your cock destroying my ass and making me your filthy little fuck doll!

I need my rape phone sex fantasies rekindled! I need to be drenched in cum!

I will leave the door unlocked if you want to break in.

I will put the dog out so he does not bother you and I will even leave you a damn plate of cookies next to the bed!

Why are you making me beg for what you know you want to do? Is this part of the torture? You know I need the pain, the abuse, the feeling of being a filthy little whore. I can’t cum until you hurt me!

My cunt has been aching for you and your friends to come and finish what you started. To have all of my holes fucked and torn and my bruised and battered body just lying lifeless on the ground!

My once torn pussy has shrunk back to normal and is so tight and wet!

 

 

Taboo Phone Sex Whore Gets a Shock

taboo phone sexI thought as a taboo phone sex whore I was shock proof. I went into a BDSM club for the first time since February. My favorite little underground fetish club opened back up. I got a call last night that there was a male patron requesting me. I had no clue it was open again. I put on some slutty clothes and rushed down to have some overdue fun. I was escorted to a private room blindfolded per my patron’s request. He wanted to play a game. He skull fucked me and I was clueless who he was, honestly.  He spoke. The voice was vaguely familiar, but I was not placing it. I did not care. I was just happy to be back in the BDSM game again. After a few hours of skull and ass fucking, he removed my blindfold. I almost puked when I saw my father. I had not seen him in decades. I tried to forget his evil face, but it is permanently etched in my brain. “Hello, dear Cassie,” he seethed. I peed myself. I ran away from home when I was a young teen girl. Never looked back, either. Honestly, I assumed my dad was dead. I have not heard from him. I did change my last name to make it harder to find me. I figured he died or just got himself a new little whore to abuse. I am in my 30s now. That is a few decades too old for dear old dad. He punched me in the face. The blood dripping down my face was lube as he skull fucked me some more. He choked me while his cock was in my throat. Daddy was never small. And even in his late 50’s his dick was just as hard. When I could, I screamed for help. Before security came, daddy was gone out a back exit. Next time, I may not be so lucky. He knows I am alive. He knows my name. He knows the city I live in. It is just a matter of time before I star in a snuff porn for dear old dad. My last one.

Seducing Me Dead With Vampirism

We met at a party. It was a Gothic Phone Sex theme of sorts. It was unofficial in that theme, but ultimately true to T. I was seduced by a Vampire at a friends party. He had me mesmerized and making out even though my friends were screaming. I was under his spell. The slut that I am I let him come onto me and kiss me without much getting to know each other. He came on strong and maybe even slipped something into my drive to make it hit me stronger. I am a slut and a bimbo. My friends are fully aware that just a little alcohol and I am like a sponge to whatever has a dick. I am such a tramp I let him up my shirt and hands in panties without much. He led me upstairs as my friends were frightened. He shoved me to my knees and forced his cock in my mouth. I sucked like a good whore and the roleplay phone sex led into me cumming on his mouth as he lapped at my pussy and bit my clit. He bit into my clit and let his saliva mingle into my blood stream. He decided to turn me but before telling me he pumped my pussy full of cum as he asphyxiated me to passing out. I was a vampires cum dump and soon to awaken as his whore.

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Mutilation Phone Sex Fuels My Love Of Flaying

Mutilation Phone SexMutilation phone sex is something I excel at for a reason. The little fairy tales I play with you are all based off of the evil things I’ve done. You need to understand that I’m a sadistic bitch straight from the depths of hell, and nothing makes my ghoulish cunt wetter than mutilating a useless meat sack with a flaying knife.That’s the weapon of my choice.

I was hunting in the early hours as an absolute favorite treat of mine is the capture of joggers. Be fucking real, no one willingly puts themselves through the hell that is running unless they love to be tortured. I always pull the same stunt. I act injured, posing as a fellow jogger. I beg to use their cell phone. When those pathetic fucks hand it over, I smash it with a hard stomp; they’re lucky it wasn’t their head! I overpower them in an instant, catching them off guard, and slipping a syringe into an artery so they go night night until it’s really play time.

This is the part I get my inspiration for our mutilation phone sex sessions. I take my new toys home, and put them in my special playroom. The one I caught this morning was a nice, strong handsome one. He had tried to take advantage of me when he found me hurt. Bad move, pig. I pulled out my fish flaying knife, and circle my catch. I’m naked, rubbing my cunt to the thought of what was in store for him. He woke up screaming as I peeled away strip after strip of skin from his back.

Yeah, I was going to skin him alive for trying to violate mine. Piece by piece I took him apart, avoiding arteries and major organs. When I finished cutting him to pieces, to the point he was still breathing and barely bleeding, I sprayed that motherfucking rack of ribs down with a saltwater bath. His screams were sweet music to my ears.

I kept him like that for three days, until his pathetic wimperings became irksome. I left him in a room with two dozen hungry rats. I’d be back in a week to collect my sweet pets while I pick my teeth with his bones. Do you understand why I love mutilation phone sex now? I’m a true sadistic bitch.
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Suffocation Phone Sex Cunt

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When guys call me for snuff fantasies it’s usually about me being strangled with his bare hands or stabbed and cut up. But the other day, I got a suffocation phone sex call and let me tell you, that REALLY made my pussy wet. It actually started out as a normal call and he told me he wanted to get on top of me and fuck me. I was thinking that it was just going to be a boring call, but then he said he was reaching for the pillow that was next to my head. I thought he was going to put it under my hips, but that’s not what he did at all.

He took the pillow and put it over my face. I thought he was joking but then he pressed down harder as I struggled back and forth. The more I struggled, the harder he fucked me. It hurt so much at first, but then things started to feel peaceful. I think he emptied his cum inside me just about the time I took my last breath. Do you have a suffocation fantasy or maybe you just want to hear more about my call? Call me so we can play!

Taboo Phone Sex Pet

taboo phone sexWhen you are a taboo phone sex whore, men know they can own you. I had an interesting weekend. I spent it as a pet. Dogs are treated better than I am on most days. I got into trouble. Not my usual trouble either. I was supposed to be selling some weed, pills and coke for this dealer I know. He is black and does not blend in well in suburban malls and stuff. But a middle-class soccer mom dose. Everything was going well until I took a break. I wanted to just pinch a little coke. Ten hours later, I had gone through too much coke that there was no way he would not notice. I tried to come up with a good excuse, but I was high as a kite and he knew where his coke went. He grabbed me by the throat and pinned me against the wall as he shoved his fist up my cunt. I was squirming around trying to breathe. He told me he was not going to kill me. He was just going to make me wish I were dead. He tossed me down his stairs. I landed in his dungeon. His goons came down and stripped me naked. They put a dog collar around my neck and told me I was sleeping in a cage for a few days to contemplate my crime. There were two bowls on the floor. The goons pissed in one and came in the other one. They told me all I was eating for a few days was cum and piss. I was left in the dark on a cold floor. I ate cum and drank piss. And the men used me as their ass rape porn star. I was sodomized by lots of big black cocks. I drank lots of black spunk and drank a gallon of black piss. The joke is on my dealer. The weekend just made be want to be a bad girl again.

Accomplice Phone Sex Submissive Slut

I am an accomplice phone sex submissive slut. I was not always this way. I used to think of myself as a princess who deserved to be spoiled. I had a random encounter with a man I met online a few years ago, and I guess you could say he broke me. I spent a month chained in his basement. He called me a challenge. I fought, cried, refused to see myself as slave for weeks. But the darkness, the isolation, the hunger, broke me. He broke through my hubris and made me see that women do not have the power. In fact, we are inferior to men in every way. I was not his first challenge and I was not his last either. I am just his prized slave. I get to help him with slave training now. We picked up a young girl hitchhiking last week. She looked like a cock tease with big tits and a very fat ass. Curvy slut. She also thought she was one hot piece of ass. We gave her a ride. A ride to hell. I drugged her and helped take her to the dungeon where I once lived. Master put a fire hose on her daily. He force fucked her and he made her eat his shit. Master was nicer too me, but I was easier to break. And I was prettier. This bitch was awful stuck up for her appearance. None of it matters now. She is just another whore slave like me, but I was here first, so I am master’s number one slave whore.

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He Was Sick Of That Bitch

He called me up and wanted to talk about ways to kill the bitch wife of his. We settled on suffocation phone sex with some plastic bag fun. It’s easy and contains the mess perfectly. I told him to just get a contractors bag as they are my favorite heavy duty bags to use for all my clean up. I use them as tarps and as ways to haul remains out. Contractor trash bags that are heavy fucking duty are my sidekick man! I always keep a couple around with a roll of duct tape, scissors, and some kind of twine or rope. I always have a knife at hand and it goes without saying I always have either vodka or some Everclear on hand also. I wouldn’t be a good sadist without any of those things. And lets not forget a few kinds or things for fire! Ya know I started out as a little bit of an arsonist. I remember setting a church on fire once as a wee thing. But that is another story. So anyway, back to the bitch wife. I directed him to drug her drink, get her passed out really good. Take the trash bag and duct tape. Put the bag on her head and fasten the tape around the bag at her head. Then he needed to violate the fuck out of her whore cunt and ass and use anything he had once he was done hate fucking her. But be sure that he gets satisfaction while she suffocates to her death and the shock that he causes those holes as he tears them up. If he needed I would be by after dark to finish her off. He followed orders quite well and we hauled the dead whores body away to a swamp full of crocs.

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