Snuff sex gets my muff wet. I like watching it, but I love making it too. I will make it with a male or female, young or old, black or white. I just love to kill and torture. I was hanging out the other night with this super hot guy. He was a Goth like me. Things were going great until he got naked and I saw a teenie weenie. I was like the what the fuck? He told me he had an 8-inch cock. He was a far cry from that. He was standing in front of me like a dickless Marilyn Manson. He was proud of his dick. I told him it was a clit stick instead of a dick. I asked him to leave. I was not fucking a small dick. He tried to force himself on me. Boy, did he have the wrong girl for that. He was about ready to star in my next homemade snuff porn. Before I killed the loser, I cut off his balls and his dick. I Lorena Bobbitted his loser clit stick. At least John Bobbitt had a dick that could be found. I could feed this loser’s dick to my goldfish. He never saw it coming when I grabbed my knife and made a few swipes. Holy fuck he bled a lot for such a small dick. He cried like a baby too. I just made him the girl he should have been born. I was just going to castrate him until he started crying like a bitch. I wanted to make the torture fun last, but he was too fucking annoying, so I slit his throat. I do my best to not engage in a crime of passion, but he had it coming for disappointing me. I have killed for less.
Tag: Torture sex
Snuff Sex Makes My Muff Wet
Slave Snuff Slut
Daddy found a good buyer for my cunt. All my life Daddy has been grooming me to be the most perfect snuff fuck slave for the highest bidder. I’ve waited in my cage like the perfect slave whore all day until Daddy brought my new master to play with me. Master loves to torment me and torture my little body. Now that it belongs to him, he can do whatever he pleases. First, he peeled my pussy back and slit my clit off with rusty scissors, the pain was excruciating but a good slave whore knows to moan and beg for more! Master slid his knife across my tiny tits and slice off my tiny nipples. For dinner master gouged meat and skin from my thighs and fed me them on a bed of rice. He wants me to eat myself and drink myself slowly to death while he plays with my guts. Would you like to be my master?
Bad romance
Mrs. Patterson hates my guts. I am a terrible influence on her baby boy. Showing him the ropes to snuff sex.The moment she saw her bright boy was dating a she devil she lost her mind. Mrs. P did everything under the sun to break her son and me up. Stupid bitch doesn’t understand the power I have on these men. I am living god. I can do what I want and please. I have been told I can make a man commit murder. 😉 If you are asking have I done so in the past? Well, Honey, I plead the fifth. My mother in law was not liking me one bit; I could see her desperation to bring cookie cutter girls around my boyfriend. I had about enough of her shit. So what her goody too shoe son is now into hardcore rap and rock and roll and is indulging in plenty of fun fuck sessions There is nothing she can do to separate us. I think I proved that point when I made her delicate angel beat her to a bloody pulp. The fun didn’t end there we brought in some friends to have there way with Mrs. Patterson. I guess you can say we have a bad romance. Being good is overrated anyways we have blasphemy sex and cause havoc. Call us Bonnie and Clyde
Kidnapped
Predators just seem to be able to sniff me out, like a cat hunting a mouse. I’ve always been a victim. Years ago when I was a lot younger, I was walking home from school when a man took me. I guess he saw a cute little redhead walking alone and he just couldn’t help himself. He pulled me into his car and drove me to his house. He duct taped my mouth and tied my ankles and wrists. He held a knife to my throat and told me if I screamed he would carve out my jugular. He took the tape off my mouth just so he could jam his cock into it and fuck my throat until I vomited on myself. He forced himself into my virgin pussy and fucked me until I was bleeding. I could feel his hard cock ripping apart my hymen. When he was done with me, he warned me not to tell anyone or he would come back for me. He dumped me out onto the road in front of my house the next day and drove off. Sometimes I would see his car parked outside of my house at night and I knew he wanted me to see him, he wanted me to know he was watching me. I never told anyone for fear he would make good on his word about coming back to take me out. I still look over my shoulder when I’m walking alone. I’m just waiting for the day I see his car slowly driving down the road, coming to get me and drag me back into his basement to abuse all of my holes and hold a knife to my throat. Will he let me go again when he comes back for me? Or will he finally snuff me out for good?
Make Snuff Porn, Don’t Watch It
Watching snuff porn is foreplay for me, but making it is the main course. Why watch it when you can make it is my motto. I have a popular dark net live stream I do once a month. My favorite movie chain is the Hostel movies. I just love the idea of people paying for their darkest desires. I do Hostel with a twist, however. Instead of having some Serbian warehouse where folks must find, I let people all over the world bid to see me torture and kill a victim. They pay to watch the stream and the pay to ask me to do something to my victim. I can do anything they pay to see. I only do it once a month because for one, it takes a lot of planning and preparation to do one stream. Two, I make bank off 12 a year, trust me. I am making more money than Tom Brady right now. Snuff movies are the dark net’s cash cow. I usually get a hot teen slut for my victim. They are the most popular. My viewers love seeing sick and demented things done to young, vacuous girls. I have gauged eyes out, cut off breasts, burned clits, carved names in their flesh, stabbed their ass and cunt with knives, and even peeled the flesh off their bodies. You could say I am the sick one for doing it, but I am just following what my viewers want to see. Teen girls are the meanest girls around. They are stupid and egotistic too. The world is over populated with teen twits, so if one goes missing a month, it’s just one less stupid cunt in the world, right? Wouldn’t you love to watch me do some very bad things to some very young girls?
Please kill me
The assailant grabbed me when I least expected it. I was bound up and unable to escape his ropes no matter how much I struggled. He tortured me psychologically and physically. He left his marks up and down my broken and beaten body, scars, bruises, and scratches. He forced himself inside of me and left a little piece of himself each time. I tried fighting back, but he was stronger than me. In the end, it was me who was begging for him to hurt me. To finish me and just let me die. He had finally broken me in every last way. My body was a broken and bloody mess, mentally I was even worse. Now he was finally satisfied with his torment, he was finished with me. Now that I begged for death, he would not give it. Instead, as one last way to prolong my suffering, he handed me a sharp knife and told me to finish it myself. I plunged it into my gut and prayed it would be over soon as the blood and viscera poured out of me.
Taboo Phone Sex: I Will Do Anything for Coke
I was set up for a taboo phone sex roleplay I never could have dreamed up on my own. I knew I was in trouble when I showed up at the address my dealer gave me. In order to get the large quantity of party supplies that I needed, I had to do my dealer a favor. I knew this wouldn’t be good. It never was in the past. The house was the home of a notorious dyke. She is a bad ass biker bitch into making lesbian snuff films. She has an underground following for live streaming lesbian torture. I swallowed hard, because I knew I was about to be the star of her next lesbian torture sex film. I walked in and some bitches jumped me. They put a pig nose on me. They made me oink like a pig. A curly pig tail was rammed up my ass too. Her lesbian posse starting spitting on me and pulling my hair and limbs. They dragged me into a room that was all lit up, so I knew this was where they planned to film me. Hours of abuse I endured. They fisted my cunt and ass. They fucked me with monster dildos bigger than any cock known to man. They punched me. My ass and pussy were bloody and prolapsed. I kept my eye on the prize though. All this torture was just so I could get a nice big bag of coke. When they were done abusing me, they told me I was their best bitch yet. I was promised more coke if I did more shows. I must recover first, but I am sure I will be back. I am a glutton for punishment and a coke whore. I have endured more pain and humiliation for far less coke.
Extreme nipple torment
Daddy loves to torture his worthless slut. Seeing me in pain and begging him to stop makes Daddy’s cock really hard and ready to fuck me. Last night he tied me up and tormented my tiny little perky tits and nipples with hypodermic needles. He took one needle and slowly inserted it into my tender little pink nipple while I screamed and tried to wriggle free. One after another, he slowly inserted more needles into my nipples until I had five of them jammed into each tit. When he ran out of room for more needles in my tits, he was ready to fuck me. Seeing my nipples bleeding and hearing my screams had gotten daddy’s cock hard as a rock and he was ready to fuck me now. He slammed in and out of my pussy while pulling on the needles and making them rip through my skin until my nipples were torn apart and my tits soaked in blood.
Snuff sex vixen
After a long day at school, I want to come home to my favorite partner in crime and have a blast having incest sex. I will never be a vanilla sex lover. I like pain, and I love feeling it, and I surely enjoy inflicting it on others. I had my eye on a neighborhood slut, and I had my boyfriend lure into our apartment. Watching him flirt with her made me an angry bitch. I couldn’t wait to have my hands wrapped around her throat. The plan at hand is to choke her while I fuck her with my strap. I like seeing her body shake. What a way to go though? Think I am one nice brutal slut by giving her one last orgasm before she checks out for good.
Kidnapping Phone Sex Gone Wrong
Kidnapping phone sex calls get me wet. I guess it has always been one of my fantasies to be kidnapped by a handsome sadistic. Well, my fantasy became a reality the other night and it was not as hot as I thought it would be. For one, my kidnapper was not handsome. He was a fat man who hates redheads. I don’t think he was right in the head. He was mumbling mumbo jumbo and calling me Julie. When we got to his place, he ripped my clothes off and burned them while he hog tied me. I had no idea what was instore for me and that scared me. He circled around me for hours just mumbling and kicking me. At one point he put a cross to my head like he thought I was the devil or a vampire. He was clearly not right in the head, but he had all the power. I was the one on the ground tied up like a side of beef. When the torture sex started, I wanted to die. He used a cattle prod, a hot poker and various shop objects. He carved my flesh up, not enough to kill me, but enough to scar me for life. He kept calling me Julie still. I didn’t know how to respond. Then his phone rang. I heard him cuss up a storm. He came back to me, pulled out his cock and sodomized me. After he came in my ass, he untied me. He told me if I told a sold about what happened he would find me and kill me. He took a photo of my driver’s license. I was in bad shape when I got home, but I was a live. I still don’t know what happened, but I think he kidnapped the wrong redhead.