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The Ultimate Snuff Porn Film

Snuff Porn

I’m more than just my nice tits; I used to make snuff porn right here in this basement. I’m built with curves, but solid and strong. I can cart my pathetic meatsack victims around with no problem. The last film I did was by far the most excellent I’ve ever produced.
I gathered up a gaggle of sweet teens, young girls with bald pussies and loud mouths. At the mall, they’d mocked my black clothes and said I looked like a cunt from the craft; a sweet, but deadly compliment. I followed them out to their car, and trailed those little sluts home. After dark, I invaded the house, and gathered the five sleeping teens. One by one, I gagged and subdued those mouthy whores, binding them and tossing them in my trunk.
They were gasping for air when I let them out; my exhaust leaks into my trunk. Their relief turned to pure panic when they saw what was in store for them. Those pathetic cunts were dragged one by one into my basement, where I tied all five to gurneys. They were immobile, and begging for freedom. I made them choose the first victim. Of course, these bitches picked their token fat friend. Instead of her, I chose the most beautiful blonde, and flayed off her face.
She was screaming, the other girls pleading. It was too late. I love torture phone sex, but true life torture is even better. One by one, I took their faces, their tits. I carved my name into their thighs, and put my cigarettes out on their clits. It took me four days to finally grow bored of them. So, I bound them in the swimming pool, and chained them to the bottom. The four whores, as I was showing their chubby friend what they deserved, watched the pool fill slowly in terror. They knew, and struggled to their last breath. Fucking cunt bags.
I actually let their BBW friend go, as she thanked me for teaching those bullying bitches a lesson. I couldn’t actually release her to give away my identity, so I keep her as my little house pet. She cooks, and cleans, and best of all helps me dispose of the bodies once I’m done my sadistic fun. Best of all, I filmed the entire event. The profits I get from the Dark Web sickos is enough to keep my and my chubby bunny comfortable. Maybe I’ll make a new film soon. Any ideas?

Taboo Phone Sex

Taboo Spousal Torture

Taboo Phone SexTaboo phone sex is one of life’s little pleasures, like somebody’s dying breath, or watching the light go out of someone’s eyes, or even the last echoing beat of a heart. You know, the little stuff. Now I greatly enjoy living comfortably, but this economy is so shitty that I have only a few ways that I accomplish that. One of those is by marrying quickly, and killing slowly. There’s nothing that I love more than torturing a spouse to hell. I don’t mean that in a little cutie way, like getting on their nerves. I mean skinning them alive, disemboweling them, leaving them for starving rats to finish off. I literally mean torturing them to hell.

I always pull out their fingernails first, pluck out their hair so their skin is raw. Then, I take my favorite Louisville Slugger, play the xylophone on the rib cage. Oh there screams are music to my sweet sadistic little ears. If I’m still feeling exceptionally twisted, I’ll skin them slower than I normally would, cutting off a pinky here, or a thumb there. And spraying them down and some orange juice, just a gentle acid. The sugar from the orange juice attracts the Flies, the flies lay their maggots on their skinless bodies, burrowing into their flesh.

I wish I could continue telling the story, but unfortunately I have a wet little problem in my princess parts but talking so sadistically has brought to life. Better go masturbate myself, but hopefully it’s you getting me off after a kill next time.

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Evil Phone Sex Sadistic Slut Gray

Nothing I despise more than a useless coward belligerent fuck. The other night at the strip club my girlfriend works at, this weasel fuck was all trying to touch and grab at her and wasn’t keeping his fucking mask on. She started ripping on the piece of shit and the guards pulled him out. He was thrust onto the street like garbage and that was what he deserved. I was feeling rather shameless and my stomach was really upset from eating a burger earlier. I had to excuse myself from the club as I had a wretched case on uncontrollable farting. I saw the piece of shit laying on the sidewalk and fumbling around in his drugged out drunkin haze I decided I had to do something. He was disgusting me. I sat on his face after pulling my panties down and farted a good five mins on his pathetic face. I smothered him with my gas and laughed about it the whole time as I explained to him that this is exactly what he deserves. As I got up and he was in worst condition, and my friend Val was coming out to see what I was up to. She knew it was me out there torturing some loose nut. I invited her to join in on the ball busting. Trampling his balls was the second best part of the night for me.

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Fuck Them And Slit Them

accomplice phone sexYou know what I like to do? Bring a father and daughter duo back for some fun. Nothing gets my pussy wetter than watching daddy have his way with a tight bald twat while her father looks on in distress. But while he is screaming and crying, I make sure to join in the fun too. He is already restrained so I just remove those pants and boxers and start blowing him. He can’t help but get hard and the more worked up he is at daddy tearing up that little girl pussy the deeper I take him. I fuck him with my face nice and hard bringing him completely to climax. I let his cum drip from my face as I walk over to his little girl and open her mouth and let her daddy’s cum fall into her mouth. The tears and the fear always make me wet. When daddy has destroyed that pussy, he rolls her over and pounds her tight little ass. It is about that time that I get her daddy hard again and wrap my legs around him and fuck him. Of course, after we have had our fun and they have given up the fight they are of no use to us anymore. We slit those throats and watch as they bleed out and take their last breaths. It really is a fucking hot time.

Bondage Phone Sex with a Side of Home Invasion

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is not always taboo or extreme, but with me, it is. I get myself into the worse pickles. I owe this man money. He told me there was a way to work off what I owed him. I figured he wanted to fuck my ass, maybe rough sex. That was not what he had in mind at all. I had to break and enter into a home and steal a file out of a safe. A woman is blackmailing him and if I could retrieve the zip drive, my debt would be wiped clean. It was too good of an offer to refuse. I owed him $10,000. I would never be able to pay it back. I did some research. My callers for home invasion phone sex helped me devise a plan. I studied the house and its occupant. I broke in when the lady had left to go to work. I found where the zip drive was, but I did not know there was another woman in the house. I never saw one while I was casing the place. She caught me off guard. We struggled, but she got the upper hand and I ended up in the basement, stripped naked and tied to a saw horse. She tortured me for answers. She knew someone sent me on a mission. She wanted the details. I am a seasoned pain slut with a high threshold for pain. I thought I could outlast her questions. She flogged me. She whipped me. She cut me too, but when she used a spray bottle of some harsh chemical that burned my skin, I sang like a canary. After that, I begged her to kill me. I know if this guy finds out that I ratted him out, he will kill me. I hate when I have no good options. Die or be burned with acid.

Violent Phone Sex Victims

Violent Phone SexMy favorite pet came by to play, and have some violent phone sex. He’s my sexy Lumberjack. Baby and I love to hunt. We went and we found some sweet, young ones. I used my sex appeal, and my pheromones to play Huntress on their hormones. I lured them with me into the woods, them willing to do anything to impress someone with tits like mine.
Meanwhile, my pussy is getting nice and slick because I know exactly what’s about to happen. My Lumberjack was waiting there, knives in his hands. He hands me one, and disembowels the first boy and immediately. The others are too scared to move, which is fine.
I tie them up, because I am going to take my sweet time making them mine. One by one, I cut off a tongue, or a finger. I rip toenails from the beds, and teeth from the socket. One by one, they scream beautiful music that only boys of that perfect innocence can. They beg, and plead.
At the first to be let go, then for us to stop hurting them. And then, the little bastards begged us to kill them because the pain I was inflicting alongside my sweet pet was just too much for their young, tight bodies to handle.
I ended the night bathing in their blood, my lover pounding his thick cock deep inside my tight Perfect Pussy. Oh when I came, I came with a grin on my lips at the thought of their sweet little screams.

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Home invasion phone sex

home invasion phone sexI sat upright in bed and reached to turn on the lamp on the nightstand. I pulled the chain but the light didn’t turn on. I could hear someone in the room with me. I tried to stand up but suddenly, I was being forced back down onto the bed. I could feel the burning sting as a large blade was slid across my throat really quickly, slicing into my skin. The trickle quickly turned into a gush as the front of my nightie grew warm and wet from the blood. I grabbed my throat and tried to scream but no sound would come out. He slapped me hard across the face and told me to shut the fuck up. I recognized his voice. It was the guy from the twisted home invasion phone sex call I had done earlier.Our call had very dark and vivid details of how he was going to force fuck my holes and make me scream as he rips the skin from my worthless body. That hot call with him had my slutty pussy so wet! I was so turned on by the way he said he was going to torture me and ruin me like the trashy slut I am. He was especially twisted and I knew he was here  to live out our fantasy roleplay of me being his pain slut victim. Finally a guy with enough balls to snuff me out! After he was finished beating me and cutting and ripping my skin and hair off, he plunged that huge blade into my gaped pussy and started sawing, trying to slice me open. Tears poured down my face as I slowly faded out from the intense searing pain.

 

Hunted

Snuff pornI have been kept in a cage naked for two weeks. It is dark in the room that I am in and the only light is when they lift a flap to slide food to me, which almost always seems to be just out of reach.

They have taken my clothes. I am hungry, cold  and laying in my own piss but I know something is going to happen soon. I can hear them talking about “the arrangements”, what ever that means.

Then the door opens and I see the outline of a very large man! He lifts my week naked body and puts a sack over my head. I am too weak to struggle as he ties my hands and feet and throws me into the back of a van.

After driving for what seemed like hours, the van stops. A man opens the door and cuts the rope on my ankles but not my wrists. The sack is yanked off my head and then the man gets in the van before I can see him and speeds away!

I am in the woods. All I see are trees. I am still naked and my hands are still tied. Then I see a group of men. Some have rifles, some have knives.

Then one yells, “Ready men! Get the whore!”

I am being hunted!

I am naked and shoeless and trying to run when I am grabbed from behind and thrown to the ground!

He pries me legs open and forces his cock into my dehydrated cunt! The pain is unbearable as he continues to live out his rape fantasy while his hairy fat got traps my fragile thin body!

As if to mark his territory, he blows his wad all over my face just before he slices my right nipple off and sticks it in his pocket!

I lay there bleeding and blinded by cum as his large steel toed boots kick me in the gut! “You better get up, you worthless whore! It’s hunting season and you’ve been tagged once! Two more and your cunt gets stuffed and mounted on someones mantle!”

I hear them getting closer! My heart is racing wondering if I will make it out alive!

Sadistic Phone Sex

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I was in for some sadistic phone sex. I fucked up. I was trusted with some cocaine. No one should ever trust me with that. It was a lot, so I figured a few pinches would never be noticed. A few pinches turned into a few more pinches and so on. Before long, I was naked snorting coke dust off the floor because I went through it all in a couple days. In my defense, you do not tell a coke whore to watch your coke. I tried to make it up to him. I promised him money. I even offered up my fuck holes. He said nothing would teach me a lesson better than torture sex. He said pain is the only way bitches learn. He tied me spread eagle from a bean in the ceiling. He put a ball gag in my mouth because he did not want to hear my excuses or apologies anymore. He hooked me up to some sort of electric shock machine. He enjoyed watching my body convulse. I pissed myself a few times too. He took a cattle prod and shoved it up my ass. I was twitching, spitting, pissing and shitting all over the place. Shock wands are not meant for the ass. He did not care. This was punishment. He told me I had a death wish messing with his coke. I wanted to be dead. Even high as fuck, I felt every inch of what he did to me. It went on for hours until he let me go. He cut me down and I could not walk. I could barely move. I could smell my singed flesh from the current. I could also smell the shit and piss that expelled from my body. I was ready to run for the hills screaming, “Free at last,” but he was hardly done with my punishment. It is a miracle I survived the night.

Heart Beats Are Overrated; Bloody Phone Sex Snuff

Bloody Phone SexIf you think I make up all the tales I tell during our bloody phone sex, think again. I’m a sadistic demon who craves the taste of fresh blood in my mouth. If you ask me, a heart beat is just overrated which is probably why I enjoy flat lining so many pathetic lives.

This week, I ghosted around the hospital targeting the cardiovascular floor. I stalk the halls, looking for inattentive nurses. Once I cause a bitch to code, I run through all the nasty bodies I chose quickly. 

I started with a young girl who had just received some reconstructive heart surgery. As I shut her soundproof door behind me, the wicked grin covered my face like her blood soon would. I was going to do some reconstruction of my own. Approaching her bed, I shot a double dose of morphine up her IV line, and then pulled out my sweet surgical steel scalpel.

I cut each and every one of her stitches: Pop! Pop! Pop! This would surely become a bloody story. The blood started to well up, dribbling down like the tears her pathetic parents would cry. I took my sweet, sadistic time busting the little bitch open. When I was all done, I shot up a double dose of adrenaline, pressed the “nurse call” button, and slipped from the room. The nurse went in, and I watched from the doorway as the young whore shot up in bed as the adrenaline hit her heart, causing that organ to burst from her chest and explode in a disgusting display of gore. 

The nurse was in shock, and I got so wet knowing she would never recover from this. The next room I chose, knowing it too would become something I talked about during my bloody sex, was a handsome football quarterback who had been experiencing some chest pains. I had chosen him special. He was partial to nose candy, so I sweetly offered him a couple of lines. I had mixed them with baking soda and fentanyl. The stupid fuck did four lines before lying back.

I hid in his closet as I watched his pupils dilate, and his heart monitor skyrocket! His blood pressure and heart rate were going crazy. He started to seize just as they called a code for a crash cart. Official cause of death? His heart exploded. 

Heart beats are overrated and I get soaking wet when I stop them for good.

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