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Snuff Porn with a side of Blasphemy

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Making stuff porn with the priest was my greatest accomplishment. He had quite a nice set up all the poor girls that came to his office confessed their molestation were subject to his deviant nature. Father O’Reilly knew these girls would never tell and as he forced fuck them and made them do unthinkable acts he needed an accomplice. Someone they could trust someone to bring him the most mentally fucked up students. The vulnerable ones who had hard lives I would take every inch of him over and over.father riding the fruit out their confessions and tell them that the only thing that would make them whole again in the eyes of God would be to take his special serum.

The cum out of the end of his cock to make them pure again. Countless hours of video recorded and the ones who can keep a secret they were strangled to death hidden in the forest. To this day bodies of girls scattered, but their face is forever etched in snuff for the insiders of the priesthood to learn and cum too. I enjoyed every second of pain these young things endured as they thought being forced fucked and tortured would be the only way to get to heaven, but the dark ones like me know there is no god and if there is we call him Satan, lord of the deviant minds and sluts that enjoy hurting others like myself.

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Snuff Porn with Fireworks

snuff pornSnuff porn never gets old. Some folks around my neighborhood release tension with fireworks, I release it with killing people. I have never seen so many stupid rednecks in the world as I have just in the past few months. Social distancing has brought out the stupidity in mankind. Seriously, so many Americans are dumber than a box of rocks. I live near the future Darwin Award winners, but I have a policy I adhere to, so I never get caught. I do not kill where I shit. That meant my dumb fuck neighbors were off limits. Since dumb fucks are not isolated to my neighborhood, I got in my car and traveled. I just followed the sound of fireworks. I found a trailer in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of Deliverance looking mother fuckers drinking moonshine and lighting off illegal fireworks. It was like the Satan led me right to these dumb assholes. I got of the car and asked to join the fun. I do not look like the kind of woman who enjoys redneck fun, but they were too stupid to realize that. I spiked their moonshine and when they passed out, I enjoyed a light show of my own. I stripped the Bubbas naked and I bound their wrists and ankles. I lit off firecrackers near their bodies to wake them up. I wanted them to know that this sadistic phone sex bitch was going to have some fun with their redneck asses. I took the biggest fireworks they had and put one in each of their assholes. They were crying like little bitches and I had not even started the fun. I lit the fuses, backed away and waited for the booms. I exploded each redneck. Killed them dead. Exploded them better than I imagined, LOL. I drove off leaving body parts and innards all over the place like a bomb went off. Happy Fourth of July, Fucktards.

A Smooth Young Slit For Daddy To Play With

Accomplice Phone SexDaddy was in the mood to play so he sent me out looking for some virgin snatch to play with. He was craving some young but not too young. You know the age where they are starting to develop but those little slits are still nice and bare and tight. The mall is always my go to so I headed out posing as a molly dealer. Those sweet things are so gullible, and I found one that was quite the loner, hanging behind the dumpster smoking a cig. I struck up a conversation with her and then told her I had some new strand of molly back at my place if she would like to join. The promise of that god-awful White Claw sealed the deal and she followed. We went in and I brought out a joint and some Claw, which I had put some of that ghb in just for fun. As she started fading, I undressed her to her panties and bra and laid her on the tarp daddy had left me. I grabbed all of his tools and then went to get him. He was so pleased with her that he kissed my head and told me he would let me have the final cut. Daddy was so bad that night. Even more so than usual. You are going to love it. What would you do with a sweet piece of ass like that?

Torture Sex Slave Audition

 

torture sexI answered an ad for a torture sex doll. The guy wanted a model for extreme simulations. They pay was good. Not too good to be questionable. I thought what the hell, give it a try. I could always use some extra money. Plus, I am bored and tired of being stuck at home. I called the number listed and went to the address the guy gave me. It was a professional studio. That gave me a sense of safety. This studio does snuff films and BDSM photo shots. I did not have the job yet. I had to show him my body. He wanted to make sure I had the tits I told him I had. It was sort of a casting couch audition. Not my first, but since the Weinstein scandal hit, I have endured fewer of them. He stood up to check out my tits. He squeezed them so hard, I thought he might burst a saline bag. Suddenly, I was surrounded by men. Maybe my loud, “Ouch” brought them to the room. I had a gut feeling this was the movie. I was making a snuff porn and did not know it yet. The men in the room grabbed my boobs violently. Pulling, slapping, biting and punching them. I fell backwards from the pain, but I was surrounded by so many men, I did not hit the ground. They lifted my sore body up and carried me to a dirty bed in the next room. They ripped my pants off and started penetrating my pussy and ass. The man who I met first started filming it like he was some famous director. My body felt their weight. I felt like my chest was collapsing. They were gang banging me. This was a gangbang rape porn, not some photo shoot like I thought. Guys nutted in me as I screamed not to because I was not on any protection. They did not care. When they had cum all they could, I was left on the floor covered in jizz. The director tossed me a wad of money, which landed in the piles of cum, and thanked me for being a whore. I got what I deserved, I guess.

He did it for me

taboo phone sexI am usually the one doing all the killing and don’t get me wrong, I do love it, but sometimes a girl wants to be romanced a little yanno? I wanted a man to sweep me off my feet and impress me by brutally killing someone for me while I watched and honestly I didn’t think that was too much to ask for. I thought that I would never find my dark prince but then he appeared just as I was sure he never would. We met at a party and after a few drinks he told me how much he would love to just violently kill the loud drunk bitch by the keg. You know the type, always loud and annoying and way too drunk and annoying to live. I asked him is he was serious and he said he was so I set it in motion. I led the bitch outside when no one was looking and we took her back to my place. He showed off by beating her senseless and force fucking all her holes in front of me. Then he killed her and we fucked on her corpse. It was hot as fuck!

Gangbang Rape Porn for Nothing

gangbang rape pornHe said if I made a gangbang rape porn for him, I would get a big bag of coke. He lied. I was tied up like a side of beef. Men I had never met were ushered into the room to fuck me. To violate my ass like I was a blowup doll who could not feel pain. I felt everything because he told me I could have no coke until I preformed my whore duties. He owed these guys money. I needed coke. He said he had it, but he did not. He just took advantage of my need to get high. He worked out a deal with these men. He promised them an ass rape porn star in exchange for his debt. He took money from men for coke he never delivered. These men cannot go to the cops, so they threatened to rough him up. Men are desperate to fuck in these times, so he offered me up and they agreed a whore’s ass would settle the debt. I never knew he had no coke until the last man nutted in my swollen, prolapsed ass. I was tied up, covered in cum, piss and shit. I begged for a fix and he just laughed. He said if he had coke to give, I never would have been violated by those strangers in the first place. He blamed me for being a stupid whore. Next time, I get the coke up front. My ass was ruined for nothing and I had to endure the ordeal sober.

Ass Rape Porn and A Flesh Feast!

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This whore does love me a nice ass rape porn. Young sluts are so delectable and taste so good. Not just their honey pots and tight little assholes, but their flesh roasted an oven as well. What better way to get rid of any evidence of the evil things we did to their body. You knew it was an evil slut from the get-go. I wanted you to take that ass and shove your big dick and all your friends dicks in there until she screamed. I wanted to see her body and pain in your cock overflowing her asshole with cum. I knew I would put her in my big oven and roast her afterwards we would share a nice meal of your victim. I learned early in life did only the most sadistic things can make me orgasm. And seeing you fuck her even after she was dead just made me want your cock inside my ass too. And as the flesh burnt and filled the room that intense aroma I took you and your friends and my own ass to show you that even living flesh can make your cock cum! Enjoy a nice rape fantasy of tight young ass and feast on her flesh with me! 

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Snuff Sex Makes America Great Again

snuff sexSnuff sex is the only kind of sex I have nowadays. I find even less use for men, people in general with this fucking plague. People are idiots. Men bitching about a haircut, talking about all lives matter, bitching about wearing a mask and complaining about food name changes and statutes being removed and no more rebel flag at Nascar events. I mean why the fuck do they care? Half these idiots are fat old white guys who do not live in the deep south and could not even tell you who the fucking statute is and what that person contributed to history. To me, no white male lives matter at all. All I must do is go on social media and find a jackass with a death wish. I found Bubba. No shit his name was Bubba. He lives a few counties over in a trail park. Poster boy for birth control. Missing some teeth. Big old beer gut yet he had some stupid memes fat shaming chicks on his wall. There was a picture with him in a Confederate flag shirt next to his Ford truck with big old truck balls. He was wearing his Making America Great Again red ball cap and drinking a Pabst Blue Ribbon beer I heard banjo music just looking at him. No way Bubba represents anything great about this country. I decided he needed something more than castration phone sex. I cat fished him. Had him meet me in a no tell motel for a kinky tryst. Like he could get a girl like me, let alone the girl in the picture I cat fished him with. Bubba was so dumb he just thought he was getting two chicks. I drugged him and he hit the floor with a big thud. Bubba lost his balls and his dick. I went Lorena Bobbitt on Bubba because all lives do not matter. And there does not need to be more Bubbas in the world. He screamed bloody murder. I shoved his dick and his balls in his mouth. And I put his Make America Great Again hat over his mutilated sex organs. Normally, I never call 911, but I wanted Bubba to live. I wanted him to know there is a cost to his free speech and sexism. Fat fuck will hopefully learn a lesson. Just for shits and giggles, I carved Black Lives Matter and Trans Rights on his chest. I know that will just annoy the shit out of him.

I Smiled As I Pulled Out My Straight Edge

Accomplice Phone SexSo, daddy dropped me off at the bar to pick up a new play toy for myself. Just a hot young stud to bring home to fuck and then when I was done to hand him over to daddy to finish or perhaps, I just might finish him myself. I found a real jacked up douche that looked like he needed to be torn down by a cute petite little blonde, so I set my sights on him. I flirted with him and stroked that tiny brained ego he had, insisting on him buying all my drinks and lots of shots. Even let him “show” me how to play pool. Lol At closing time I whispered how I would like him to take me home to have some fun. His arrogant ass was like a puppy leading me to his car and driving me home. When we got there, I fixed us both a drink with a little something extra in his. We headed back to my room and he immediately started telling me how he liked things and all of the wonderful things about him. I just smiled as I undressed myself and then him. I reached up to put my hair up and he said, “I know what that means when girls put their hair up”. I just smiled as I pushed him back and started tying him to the bed. He resisted a little, but I am pretty persuasive. Once I had him all nice and tight, I leaned down towards his dick and as I put the head in my mouth, and he moaned I pulled out a straight razor from under the bad. It was an awesome bloody night and I cannot wait to tell you all about it.

Bondage Phone Sex and Torture

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex gets me wet. I love being tied up. I am not sure how I got into it. I think it started with handcuffs in the bedroom. Pretty vanilla compared to what bondage means to me now. I hooked up with John the other night. He promised me some coke if I would let him tie me up and take some photos. I always need coke because my husband no longer gives me access to the family money. He knows I have no control. I will do an entire mound of coke. I will spend my last dime too. My family’s last dime. I am a coke fiend. Many men know this, and they make me deals. I know I am exchanging my soul sometimes, but I can endure almost anything to get a fix. John got me high first. Smart move because I will agree to anything when I am high. I have a much higher threshold for pain too. John tied me to a table. It looked like a conveyor belt of some sort. I assumed he made some sort of make-shift bondage table. It was something more akin to a medieval torture sex device. It was a rack. He tied me up at first and took some pictures. His cock was out, and he was stroking it. He was hard as a rock watching me tied up. I got nervous when he hit a switch of some sort. I felt my body pulling. OMG. I thought he might tear me in two. He came on my face as I screamed in pain. My arm pulled out of its socket. The pain was intense even on coke. John did not mean to go that far, but when he heard the noise my arm made as it popped out of the socket, he came. It was not what I was thinking would happen. John liked it so much, he asked me how much to make a snuff porn next. I got to think on that one. At this rate, he will kill me.