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The Next Star of My Snuff Movies

snuff moviesYou look like the star of snuff movies. I am looking for a leading man for my next snuff flick with a very young girl. The kind of girl who has no tits yet and a naturally bald pussy. I want to kill a really young bitch. They annoy the fuck out of me. I lack maternal instincts. But, I think a P man like you could have a use for a super young slut, right? I am thinking there are at least three holes on young sluts that you might find useful. I make the perfect accomplice and director, because I won’t give a fuck if the bitch cries or bleeds. In fact, I want her to do both. I told you I have zero maternal instincts. The way I see it, once less little slut in the world is a good thing. Annoying little cock teasers deserve to be in pictures. They deserve to be in snuff porn. They deserve to make your rape fantasies cum true. I know just where to kidnap the little beauties. I know just where to take them, so their screams cannot be heard. And, I know just how to dispose of the remains, so no one can find them again. I just need a male star. Is that you?

Alternative Sex With A Sadistic Bitch

Gothic Phone SexIt’s so fucking funny how pathetic most guys really are. I am alternative and a cunt, I will never care about anyone’s feelings. I am willing to bet most guys haven’t had sex with a gothic chick just those lame ass basic bitches guys fuck. How funny and then they complain, someone like me brings guys into almost like a dante’s inferno with a little bit of pleasure. I love pouring candle wax and hot grease down your nipples while you stare at my bright black lipstick. It makes my pussy so wet knowing your skin is peeling off and I am smothering you with my fat pussy. If you bite I will do something you won’t like very much, most guys don’t know what they got into with me. I love jumping up and down and pussy slamming on a face until I come super hard. Why don’t you see what mood I am into, are you going to be able to cum or am I going to let you suffer….

I Need Domination Phone Sex

domination phone sexI need domination phone sex. I can be such a bad bitch sometimes. Many men think they have broken me, but I easily unbreak myself. I do and say anything when I am high. If I need a fix, I will let an army of men fist my whore holes. I will call anyone master. I will be anyone’s slave, all just for a line of white powder. Once I am sober, however, I am like screw that, no asshole is putting a collar on me and parading me around like a puppy dog. Granted, I am high most of the time. I am a nasty freak with dark fetishes that come out full force when doing coke. It is not that I don’t want to be a submissive sex slave, it is just that I need to be high 24/7 for that to happen. I have a huge monkey on my back called cocaine, but I need drugs, any drugs, to be a willing slave. Now, some men take that as a challenge to break me when I am sober. So far, no man has ever wanted me when I was straight. I am no fun unless I am altered. Guys I party with think I am a pathetic submissive slut because they only ever see me high. No one wants the sober me, but that is the challenge. It is nothing to break a coke head. We will say and do anything for a fix. The real challenge is breaking a sober bitch. I think if someone can do that, then I will stay broken. Think you have what it takes to make me a submissive slave without drugs? I am a ginger girl. You know what that means, right? I am hellfire on wheels. I dare you to break me sober.

Please Kill Me

Murder phone sex FantasiesMy life is worth much I’m just a pathetic whore who’s only feels things when it’s pain. My existence isn’t worth much, I’ll never be important enough to keep around. Want to give me some worth? Why don’t you let me be your victim, give into your dark desire. How powerful you must feel having me completely at your mercy. You could end it all for me, you could do it quickly or you could make me suffer. It’s up to you. I’ll surrender to my master completely no matter how messy or painful it may get. All you have to do is take my life, it’s yours I don’t need it. I’m only useful to you as a toy, even then I’m easy to throw away.  Will you be the one to end my pathetic existence? Please master release me from my own torment.

Sex with Dead Bodies: I Only Need a Hard Cock

sex with dead bodiesI like having sex with dead bodies. I prefer a dead dick to a live one. Dead dick doesn’t try to snuggle or spoon. There is no romance with a stiff. The issue is that you must get a guy in rigor mortis to take advantage of his stiff cock. Good think my best friend, my only friend, is a medical examiner. She works the grave yard shift at the county morgue. She always calls me when a fresh cadaver with a big dick comes in. Last night there was a gun fight in the hood. Two black dudes killed each other. She measured their dicks at 11 inches each. I flew out of the house because I knew by the time I got there, those dicks would be as hard as they have ever been. My friend is a freak too. Doctors have labeled us both anti social with intimacy issues. I am like a praying mantis. I want to bite the head off a lover once I cum. I was killing men I fucked until I realized it was just safer to fuck the dead. I need to cum. I don’t need to date. I don’t need romance. Fucking the dead solves my issues. While I was fucking a huge dead cock, I noticed a few sweet young dead cunts. I bet they would feel so warm on your cock. You can’t fuck me, but I will help you fuck a dead slut. Those pussies never age out.

Intruder

Strangulation phone sexI was asleep when I felt really cold all of a sudden. I peaked my eyes up just a little bit and saw my window was wide open allowing the wind from outside to chill me. I felt the bed go down a little as if someone was sitting next to me. I slowly turned over, and was quickly met with a hand roughly covering my mouth and another one around my throat. I felt pressure closing down against my throat making it hard to breath. My head was getting dizzy and I felt floaty without any air. The room was now fading more around me and I can’t recall hearing any sounds. It was like a quietness was surrounding us. I stared at my attacker, can he tell that my body is enjoying this? Can he look back at me and tell that I’m smiling?

Strangulation Phone Sex

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex fantasies excite me. I am an erotic asphyxiation girl. I have been masturbating and choking myself since I was a teen girl. When I do it, I know when to stop. I don’t take it too far. At worst, I have a pretty blue mark around my neck the next day. The other day I hooked up with a group of women into it too. I just didn’t realize that they were dominant bitches. Their only goal was to choke me out. Choke me out dead. They chained me up like a slave. I had a leather strap around my neck that was so tight my eyes started to bulge. I couldn’t catch my breath. They laughed at me. They joked that they wanted to kill a bitch, strangle her to death and I fell right into their hands. I felt stupid for trusting them. I just thought we would play some harmless strangle games, cum hard and go our separate ways. Little did I know, I was their victim for their strangle fantasy. They taunted me for hours. I would pass out and they would either slap me awake or give me smelling salts. They couldn’t believe their luck in finding such a stupid whore who would walk right into their hands. I did, and those hands turned me into a snuff porn star.  

Stranger Danger 3

Torture phone sexThe man was very particular in the places he would touch and others he would beat relentlessly. He had spent no time cutting my clothes off so he could see all of me. I asked him once what his plans were, he said I was too pale. He was going to add color to me. He made two very deep cuts on each of my sides, each causing me to let out a high pitch scream. This angry him so he decided to gag me when hitting me didn’t keep me quiet enough. I could feel fiery pain all through my body as he got behind me and grab a hold of my ass. I felt his fingers entering my tight ass and then aggressively shoving his cock in. He reached around and his hands grabbed directly on the slits he made on my sides as he would forcefully pull my body hard into him. My screams muffled by the gag at the sharp pain from the tearing of my skin.

Snuff Phone Sex Fantasies

snuff phone sex

Snuff phone sex fantasies make me wet. I am a twisted woman. The higher I get, the more fucked up and twisted my thoughts become too.  I was doing meth with this dealer the other night. Normally, I am a coke head, but beggars can’t be choosers. He was a dealer, but not a coke dealer. I didn’t have money to pay, just my worn out fuck holes. None of my regular dealers will give me coke anymore, so I tried meth. I got high quicker than ever before. I got fucked up in the head quicker than before too. I started talking about snuff sex and my twisted death fantasies. I was so fucked up, that I didn’t even realize he had restrained me and put a choke collar around my neck. I was blabbering about a torture and rape fantasy and he was preparing me for it. I am unsure when I realized that we were acting out my fantasy. It could have been when he fisted my ass. Or, it might have been when he strung me up to a beam and used me as a punching bag. When the baseball bat cracked over my head and the blood trickled down over my face, I knew for sure we were no longer just talking. I should have been in pain, but I was laughing and begging for more. I guess that was the Meth talking. I woke up the next day looking like death warmed over. I was sore as fuck. I looked like hell, but guess what? My pussy was super wet. I told you I was a nasty fucking freak. I think I like meth more than coke. I didn’t think it was possible for me to go any darker, but one night of Meth proved me wrong.

Stranger Danger 2

Torture phone sexI vaguely remember being pulled out of the car, and carried into a house, it was mostly dark but I could feel a cool draft as the man took me down a flight of stairs into a basement. I stayed calm, only breathing heavily from nerves and the pain I felt in my head. Feeling woozy as he began to chain up my arms, giving me no choice but to try and stand on my own. He let out a wicked laugh as he came up and licked my face. He then pulled out a knife and started to cut right down the middle of my shirt, revealing my black bra underneath. He slowly cut a slit above my breast before leaning down and kissing my breast. Will he be the one to finally end it?