I love making teen rape porn. Normally, I find a young mall slut to fuck and mutilate. Last night, I picked up a teen boy. He hit on me. He was so cocky. He thought his shit didn’t stink. He said goth chicks were his weakness. He asked if I had nipple and clit piercings. He was calling me baby and honey. That is when I decided he had to die. I went back to his place with him. His parents were out of town. He was thinking it was his lucky day, but I knew it was his last day. His very last day on earth. I spiked his Pepsi when he went to pee. He was a lightweight. He was stumbling around like a drunk fool in ten minutes. I told him it would be hot if we fucked in his parents’ bed. I tied him to the bed and showed him the dangers of picking up strange girls. I found his mother’s big vibrator and started fucking his ass. I gaped his asshole, prolapsed it too, and bloodied up his mom’s favorite toy. That was just foreplay. I castrated him. Snipped his balls off. He was still hard without his testicles, so I rode his dick for a while. He was convulsing from the pain which made for a wild fuck. I killed him of course. Severed his dick from his body and took it with me so there was no pussy juice on his dead dick. He was a better fuck dead than alive anyway. Let this be a lesson, boys. Don’t pick up strange Goth girls or you may end up dead and dickless.
Tag: Taboo phone sex
Screaming Brats Annoy Me
Need to annihilate some fucking brat? Got a grand to offer up for “special” sadistic phone sex babysitting services? I’m your no nonsense brat annihilator and I will go above and beyond to take care of all incriminating evidence. I guarantee you will not have to worry about that little virus anymore. In fact I have a big ole bucket of Hydrochloric acid at my “disposal” and that means we can have lots of fun with their little holes if your the perverted p daddy type. We can mess them up real good as HCL has many uses in my ways of disposing of evidence. We play with the virus’s in a porcelain tiled room and it’s cleaned up real well and the remains get dissolved, simple as that. However I do enjoy a good barbecue in the summer also. Lets create some fucking havoc and my evil babysitter phone sex sessions are the fucking best. I love to help rich fucking perverts get their demoralizing fix with the little cretins and I am the sadistic to help you carry it all out. I have my advantages and ways to work shit out and that means I will help destroy their holes and bodies completely.
Sex with Dead Bodies
He told me his dark fantasy was sex with dead bodies. He was so handsome and powerful. I wanted to fulfill his fantasy. He had a smoldering sexy appeal. He made me feel weak. I suggested erotic asphyxiation. He pulled his belt off his pants and put it around my neck. I didn’t think he would kill me. I thought we had a clear understanding of safe words. When I yelled cheese, he would loosen his grip around my neck. I passed out a few times, but he revived me quickly. He was fucking my ass hard the entire time. He fucked me harder when I was passed out. After the second time, he fucked me with an intensity I had never felt. With every thrust, the belt got tighter and tighter. I was screaming the safe word until I had no voice anymore. I knew I was turning blue. He was in a zone. A zone that equaled snuff sex for me. I was struggling to breathe. It was clear to me; I was going to die. The fight in me left my body and as he fucked me, my body flopped around like a fish out of water until I took my very last gasp. Now I know. Never try to make a sadistic man’s darkest fantasy come true.
Homemade Snuff Movies
I love snuff movies. Do you? I know they are fake, but some look so very real you have to wonder. I make some homemade snuff films, but they are never fake. I just keep them for my own private viewing. Sometimes I make one on request for a client or I show one of my films to a very close friend. Last night, I showed Tamara a snuff film I made recently. She is my best friend. She had a stalker ex-boyfriend who made her life hell. Had is the key word because I took care of him. I filmed his death too as a present for my bestie. She went through all the right legal hoops but he still put her in the hospital several times and cost her a job. The law was not protecting her because her ex was a cop. I took the law into my own hands to help my friend when no one else would. Hos before bros always with me. When she saw my snuff porn she started masturbating. She enjoyed the part were I chopped off her ex’s tiny dick. I let the blood spurt from the tiny stump as he cried in pain. I took hours to kill him. The asshole deserved prolonged pain and suffering. When I chopped off his worthless testicles, I sautéed them with some onions and made him eat his own severed balls. It was a gruesome snuff film. One I am going to take great pride in for many years.
She shouldn’t have trusted me
Some girls will just trust anyone and it is always their downfall. This girl really thought that I was making a legitimate movie, she thought it was just some stupid horror flick that she would make and get paid for and move on with her life, she had no idea that it was all real and that instead of getting paid, she would be getting killed instead. It started out easy for her, she was tied to a bed and the guy was just pretending to hit her… but then I gave him the signal and he hit her for real. The look on her face was priceless she started to cry and demanded that we let her out of her restraints but we just kept beating her and ripped off all her clothes. Then I had the biggest blackest meanest motherfucker come in there and literally fuck that stupid whore to death, it was hot as fuck!
Cannibalism Phone Sex Fantasies
I have cannibalism phone sex fantasies. I know that is pretty sick, right? I fantasize about being killed, cooked and eaten by a man. Not sure where my fantasies come from. I am a submissive whore, but I want to live. Well, most days I want to live. I saw a movie a couple years ago called The Green Inferno. It is a horror movie about some college do gooders lost in Amazon jungle. They find a lost tribe who thinks they are dinner. Watching men and women being tortured as meal preparation made my pussy wet. I started thinking about a hitchhiker picking me up and having me as dinner. I thought about meeting the real Hannibal Lector and him dining on my flesh. The idea that I can serve a man better in death than I can in life gets me off. I don’t want it done slowly though. I want to be tortured first. I also want to be seasoned. Sautee my tits in an olive oil, butter my insides as well as my outsides and season me with some garden vegetables. I want the man who consumes me to get a hard cock smelling my flesh burn. So, what do you think? We can make a snuff porn and have dinner together!
I Crave The Pain
I need some nipple torture and a really good cunt beating. I spent all last night getting pounded hard with dick. Dick came to my door all night long looking for a cheap whore to fuck. I can’t pass up the dick and if you bring some cock I won’t even ask you for any money and most everybody knows my reputation. And they were cruel to me and my body. Kicking, cutting hitting, punching, and striking me with leather straps with metal studs on them. I was squirting with ever strike to my body and each man knew it. The cum from the previous guy was still not dry on my skin or was still leaking out my cunt or ass. These guys were not here to make love to me or to respect me. They can do that at home with their wives and girlfriends. They were here because they know what a cheap pain slut coke whore I am.
Accomplice Phone Sex Partner
He wanted an accomplice phone sex partner. I am not a sadistic, but I am a drug addict. He Knew my weakness and he used it to get me to kidnap a young girl for him. I lured her away from the swimming pool. My accomplice was waiting in a car in the parking lot. It was easy to take her, even in public. Scary how easy it was too. I felt bad because I knew he had something evil in store for her. She would not survive the day. My need for coke outweighed my concern for her life, however. I know that makes me evil. Just as evil as my accomplice who was going to have snuff sex with her tiny body. I sat in the corner getting high. I did lines of powder while he penetrated her tight virgin holes. She was bleeding from her cunt and ass. She was crying for her mommy. I just cowered in the corner doing lines trying to forget that I brought a young sweet girl to a nightmare she would never awake from. He violated her repeatedly for hours. Once he couldn’t cum anymore, he snapped her neck in two. He made me bury her tiny body. He made me just as guilty as him. In many ways, I was more guilty.
I killed her because I wanted to
I killed this stupid little whore just because I felt like it. She hadn’t done anything wrong at all I just picked her randomly, I guess it was just her day to die. She was young and innocent and oh so trusting, she thought I was her friend but she couldn’t have been more wrong. I took her back to my place and tied her to the bed. She protested of course but I forced her down and did it anyway. I grabbed out a bunch of toys and used them all on her, stretching her fuckholes open until they ripped and bled while she screamed and cried. The torture lasted for hours I was so wet watching her suffer. Eventually she died and that’s when I finally came it was so hot to kill that stupid whore, I guess bitches will never learn to not go with strangers huh?
Bondage Phone Sex Gone Awry
Bondage phone sex is unpredictable. I sign up for some BDSM games and sometimes it gets out of control. Last night was one such night. I responded to an ad for an experienced BDSM model. I have been a fetish model for 15 years now. I have been a highlighted model on all the top fetish sites too, so I thought I would be perfect for the job. It was a scam. When I arrived, I was trapped. There was no modeling gig. I was forced to do life sex shows. BDSM sex shows for an online audience. The director was my captor. He showed me pictures of previous models. They were all dead. Beaten to death it looked like. I was going to be making a snuff porn if I didn’t give him what he wanted. I was duped into being a sex slave. I spent the entire day getting fucked in the ass. That wasn’t all either. He choked me repeatedly until I passed out. He would put something under my nose to revive me, just to choke me out again. I was screaming for help, but his audience thought it was staged. I was a trapped fetish model, forced to do live BDSM shows or die. I managed to escape only because I have been a prisoner before. I am sure I will be again too.