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Men Pay Me for a Snuff Sex Death and Sometimes, It is Their Death

snuff sexAlthough it’s true that men hire me for snuff sex, it is as the accomplice mostly. Men want me to help them either exact revenge on some gold digging whore, or they just want to fuck something young and tight. However, Tom wanted to die. And he wanted me to be the one to do it.

I try not to ask any questions. I’m a hired gun, but most of my experiences fall into the realm of the accomplice or the victim. I was hesitant at first to take this gig. However, I’d be stupid to pass up that kind of money. Will the world miss a loser. Plus, the guy appeared very non-threatening. I appeared both taller and stronger than him. So, I thought about it, and took the gig. I needed the money. And he wanted to die.

I have learned not to ask too many questions. But this guy told me his life story. He’s pretty much been a loser from day one. And in his attempts to not be a loser, he found himself overextended financially. To make himself more appealing to women, he borrowed a bunch of money that he had no way of paying back.

And he borrowed from the wrong men who planned to kill him and make it hurt.  I think he hired me to kill him more humanely without all the torture sex. Sort of like euthanasia. No doubt, he paid me to kill him with money he borrowed from loan sharks, but a small sliver of what he owes them, I am sure.

Some Me Pay Me to Kill Others for Them, But Some Hire Me to Kill Them

He borrowed all this money to impress one girl who was not impressed because whatever money he had turned out to never be enough for her. Personally, I think she should’ve died over him, but I took the money and did the job.

Although this was supposed to be a humane death, I did not have access to drugs that can kill people humanely. But I did have access to some Xanax and muscle relaxers. So, I crushed them and made him a special cocktail to subdue him. I planned to utilize suffocation phone sex techniques. It seemed more humane than using a knife or a gun. Less clean up too.

So, once the drugs kicked in, I sat on his face. I could smother him with my pussy. Eating a bitch way out of your league seemed like a humane way to die to me. However, he began to thrash around as my thighs squeezed the sides of his head. And he tried to fight me. I gave him a lot of drugs. He should not have been that feisty. So, I had a problem.

And suddenly this gig became messy and inhumane. I grabbed a knife that I had in my back pocket in case of an emergency. This seemed like an emergency. I did not want to die because some loser suddenly got the will to live as I tried to kill him. So, I slit his throat. He bled out all over his floor.

Seriously, I never thought he would fight me. But he’s dead now. And I’m 50 grand richer. To think, I almost didn’t take this gig and I felt sorry for him initially. But after that struggle, all I could think about was finding the next man who needs to die.

Ass rape porn then a big bite from Master Daddy

Ass rape porn Ass rape porn get me your veiny cock to split me open. Afterwards, you are so hungry you need to take a big bite out of my cute, perky ass. Your teeth sink in like it’s a ripe peach. Your teeth tearing through my flesh should make me terrified, in horrific pain. But I’ve been appropriately trained, haven’t I?

Thank you for slamming me against the wall and drilling your cock into my asshole. You pounded it so hard, you’ve got to fuck my guts back into me. I want your cum gushing into my ruptured insides. Flip me over and bite the hell out of my tender ass. I might gasp out in pain, but that means you should take another bite. My flesh, my body belongs to you. I used to want to run away from all the Torture sex, but now I surrender to your power completely. Eat me alive, Sir, I’m all yours!

Snuff Phone Sex Fantasies Will End Me One Day

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex fantasies most men have. And for whatever reason men like that gravitate to me. It’s like they have a six sense and feel my vulnerability and my desperateness for coke. But last night, I walked into a lair of killer men.

I decided to go barhopping last night. I had no intention of getting into too much trouble. Maybe suck a few dicks and get some coke. Have some fun and crawl back into bed with my husband. And my plan seemed to be working. Most of the guys I blew appeared to be normal guys. Just partying because they did not need to work today. I have long found that the night before a holiday, the bars get packed with men just looking to blow off some steam.

But one of the bars I walked into had a much different vibe than the others. A darker vibe. A new bar. I should have called it quits before I came here. Apparently, this bar doubles as a snuff porn studio too. Women walk into the bar, but they rarely walk out. And I discovered the hard way what this place was really all about. Apparently for the men, it’s a membership only place that cums with a healthy price tag. Men pay half 1 million a year to visit this bar. But what they get for their money seems priceless according to the members.

Even When I Do Not Go Looking for Trouble, It Finds Me

When an unsuspecting woman like me stumbles into this mysterious new bar, she finds herself in the labyrinth of hell. Different rooms provide its own form of hell for a woman. I felt like I walked into something out of Eli Roth’s movie Hostel. I literally walked across broken glass. And that disabled me. When I fell to my knees, men dick slapped me, and skull fuck me. As my feet bled, I felt shards of glass digging into my knees.

That felt like nothing. The next room men strapped me to a slab of concrete and tortured me with electrical currents until I pissed myself. I hate being shocked. And this seemed more elaborate than anything I experienced before. Most men just use a cattle prod on me. But this contraption included little stickers they attached to the most sensitive parts of my body. They shocked me in unison. Pure torture sex. They even put stickers inside my cunt and over my asshole too. So, that explains why I pissed and shit myself in the bar.

One of These Days, I Will Run Out of Nine Lives

I didn’t make it through all the rooms in that bar. But only because I knew one of the guys in this torture den. My husband‘s brother. Never in 1 million years thought I’d see him in a place like this. So, I guess that goes to show you that you can’t always judge a book by its cover.

This guy is a money market man. He manages the wealth of a lot of people in our community. When I recognized him, I thought for sure he killed me just to keep his secret. But he thought about my boys and did not want them to lose their mother. So, he showed me the trap door that allowed me to escape.

But I smelled like piss. And burning flesh. My knees and my feet bled. And I did not have my clothes. A homeless man in an alley gave me some old dirty clothes to wear so that I could get home. Thank God, my husband takes Ambien at night. He slept through me coming home showering and crawling back into bed with him like nothing happened. But no doubt he might notice that I’m limping today. It’s hard to walk when your feet hurt from shards of glass.

I still can’t believe I saw my brother-in-law in a place like that. And I know for a fact that this likely will come back to bite me in the ass. Just like my stepson owns me. I think my brother-in-law does now too. But now I know a bar to avoid like the plague. I had no idea that something so sinister even existed in my small town. I should’ve stopped barhopping before I even got to this macabre torture chamber masking as a bar.

Gang bang the little whore

Gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn turns me on so much my pussy gets so wet when  I watch a group of guys take a young teens pussy, the way she screams when they shove their cocks in her ass or down her throat, Hold her down , legs spread eagle while they take turns fucking her tight hairless pussy , she is screaming as you pinch her nipples her flat chest looks so sexy doesn’t it you sick perverted fuck , while your taking her virgin pussy another guy is forcing his cock down her throat , she is gagging and crying as you pound her tight wet pussy ,when you shoot your jizz deep inside her fuck hole, another guy follows right behind you , his cock is enormous I can’t imagine how he fit that big ass dick in her tiny little hole. Her screams are muffled because of the fat dick in her mouth. It’s your turn now fill her tight little asshole with your massive cock. 

Accomplice Phone Sex Provides a Taboo Experience for Men

accomplice phone sexI enjoy being your accomplice phone sex partner. Most times, I’m helping a guy kidnap and fuck a young girl. But on occasion, I get a client who wants to fuck a boy butt. And I don’t judge. From behind they all look the same anyway. Right?

I got excited over this gig. Because I find it easier to seduce a young boy or just convince him that I know his mother. Girls possess more stranger danger than boys. My client wanted a little boy too young for me to fuck. So, I had to lure him away with a motherly approach instead of a bimbo approach but believe it or not I can look like a mother. However, I am not sure I can act like one, but I can play the part temporarily.

Since school started back, I could lure a young boy away from school. Of course, I wore a disguise because cameras look like they are all over the place. The boy seemed scared at first, but eventually he really believed that I knew his mother.

His worst nightmare impending. Hardcore anal torture sex. Although I felt bad momentarily, I got over it when I saw the cash he gave me. To say the boy acted unwilling would be an understatement. This boy fought kicked, screamed and even bit me as I restrained him.

If Jack wanted a little boy to fuck. He came to the right woman. I got him the perfect tight little bubble butt. You couldn’t tell that he was not born a girl. My client informed me he’s been waiting half his life to fuck a little boy ass. And my response, “well it’s your lucky day that we met.”

Men, You Need Me as Your Accomplice

I knew he wanted some photos and videos to remember this night. So, I snapped some Polaroid shots. Men never put anything on your cell phone. That’s how you get caught. Get yourself an old-fashioned Polaroid camera and keep the pictures in a shoe box under your bed. This is why men need me as an accomplice. Most men think with their little head instead of their big head. And that’s part of being a professional accomplice. Keeping your client safe from the law.

So, I watched as he fucked that little boy ass. He destroyed that boy‘s butt too. I’m sure the boy never in 1 million years thought he’d be some old man’s ass rape porn star. And I thought girls screamed loudly. This boy screamed at the top of his lungs. And at such a shrill pitch, the dogs howled.

Eventually, I had to drug him. I might’ve picked the right look of a boy for my client. However, I picked a fighter. Once I drugged him, he became much more manageable. My client destroyed his ass. And gagged his throat too.

Ass Rape Porn Star for Soccer Dads

ass rape pornI have the perfect ass for ass rape porn. At least that’s what directors always tell me. When I was younger, I bought the line that they could put me in movies. I just didn’t know what kind of movies they had in mind. But it was much different than what I thought they meant. Now, I’m a bona fide hardcore anal porn star. Just most of my movies appear very violent and rough and can only be found on the dark net.

And I really don’t care who sees me on the Internet. My husband seems more concerned about optics than me. Fuck those stuck-up trophy wives. If they happen to see my pictures on the dark net, then they’re on the dark net for a reason. So, they’ll likely never say anything to me. That’s always been my philosophy about it.

Recently, the dad of one of my son’s soccer buddies showed up late at night. I thought he was looking for a son who was not with us. But as it turns out, he was there for me. And this did not look like a friendly visit. He started yelling at me, calling me names. Lots of vulgar names too. My husband would’ve put him in his place if he was home. However, he took the boys on a fishing weekend. Leaving me home alone. Was this dad stalking me?

Sometimes Lions Hide in Sheep’s Clothing

This guy started claiming I make snuff porn. And although true, I denied it. Deny deny deny. But that only seemed to anger him. So, I confessed. Told him about my drug addiction. However, I think he already knew. He held up a big bag of coke and said it was all mine if he could just take that ass. Normally I wouldn’t think twice. I take the bag of coke and do whatever the guy wants. But the guy looked angry. And he looked like he planned to take it out all on me.

I did what he wanted because my bigger issue might have become would he tell my husband all the naughty things I’ve done to get coke. So, in the bed that I sleep with my husband, I let the soccer dad violate my ass. And for white guy, he had one of the biggest dicks I’ve ever seen. This dude looked his cock measured over a foot long. That’s a lot of dick for my ass. Ouch.

Never Trust a Soccer Dad

However, a big dick never stopped me from being a whore. Midway through the rough anal sex, I began to doubt my decision. He had what a lot of women in the adult industry call the punisher cock. That just means a cock so big even when it’s just fucking you it feels violent. And everything about that soccer dad felt violent. He had a lot of anger in him, and he took it out on my ass. Of course, after the third thrust my ass prolapsed. And I guess I should feel grateful he didn’t zip tie it like my son does. But he kept trying to push it back inside just to rip it out again.

I kept praying that his stamina would give out. But he showed my ass no mercy. This felt like pure anal torture sex. And he threw in some choking, slapping and fisting of my cunt too. I felt so violated. And I know now this means he owns me. I traded my ass for Coke. And with a soccer dad. This is not some snuff director. I thought this guy was just a normal dad. But then I guess I bring out the worst in every man I meet.

Torture sex fueled by virgin blood makes a explosion

Torture sex is a salacious stench of sweat, blood, and forbidden pleasure. My eyes gleam with sadistic glee as I present to you an assortment of ravishing, helpless playthings – your very own slaves.Torture sex
Each petite, innocent creature has been meticulously handpicked for their untouched purity, their first blooming flowers of womanhood making them the ultimate delicacy for connoisseurs of carnal cruelty like yourself. Watch as I defile their pristine bodies, my cruel hands ripping away their modesty to expose the plump, virgin flesh beneath.
The agony and ecstasy etched upon their tender faces is enough to make me cum. But when you thrust your cock inside their helpless little cunts, it ignites a fire within my broken soul. Their mewling cries of pain and pleasure are but a symphony to my twisted ears.
As I tear into their quivering flesh, the very essence of their youth and innocence drips from their wounds, a potent elixir that courses through my veins and sets my core ablaze. We aren’t just making Snuff porn for your collection, we are making art. A depraved masterpiece that will leave all who dare to consume it forever changed.

Torture Sex is The Best MO of Serial Killer Morticia

It all started with Torture sex of a sexual predator that thought I was free reign for him. Evidently he was an extremely nosey neighbor of my mothers and knew what happened to me. He watched and wanked off as I was getting used by my mothers coven. I was only a young teen. 

So one night he thought it was a good idea to push himself into the house. That was his first mistake. I answered the door and he knew I was alone. Then he forced me down to basement. Well that was certainly his second mistake.

Then finally he thought he could shove me down on his dick. Well, I bit the mother fucker off! How this crackhead screamed and hollered at me. Since I was in the dungeon I had many implements at my disposal while having snuff phone sex. 

Torture Sex

Next I grabbed a bat and knocked him in the head. Cracking his skull as I was extremely pissed. Then I quickly bound, gagged and hooked him to the pully and made him stand. I stood him in front of me hand over his head. And I watched him bleed.

Torture Sex Gives Me Satisfaction

All the while I sat and watched him until he came to. The moment he tried to open his fucking mouth I cut his tongue out. Then I took the dick meat I bit off and shoved it in his foul mouth. Finally I laughed at him and told him I have a great incinerating in the other room. And that I will just dismember him and burn him piece by piece. 

What turned me on the most was the full power surging through me and his complete patheticness was my muse to destroy him. This only made me hungry for the kill. Since then I have taken to mutilation phone sex and destroying perverts and predators, and pesky little bitches.

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Castration Phone Sex Brings Me Joy and Makes This World Better

castration phone sexIt is no secret that I love castration phone sex. I enjoy neutering men. And hear me out. Sure, I am a sick bitch so I like to inflict torture, especially cock and ball torture. But the way I look at most of my castrations, I’m doing it for the greater good. Most of the men who I castrate are sexual predators. Men with tiny dicks, who think they have a big black cock, and folks so stupid that they cannot remember how to breathe. I’m just preventing the creation of more idiots. So castrating men has become my altruistic action. I’m putting out some good in the world.

However, most of the men, I castrate seems somewhat unwilling to admit that they are losers. But they are getting exactly what they deserve. Only a handful of men ever seem self-aware enough that they want me to take their junk. Most of the guys falsely believe that they can fuck any woman they want just because they’re a guy. And this is the reason I prefer sex toys and corpses as lovers. Some men say the stupidest shit. And they do the stupidest shit. But neutering them takes the wind out of their sails. Plus, it brings me joy.

Most Men Do Not Deserve Their Nuts

With me, castration begins with some extreme cock and ball torture sex first. Of course, I tie up my victim securely, so he cannot fight me. And more importantly, he cannot escape me either. I don’t always wear stiletto heels because I’m not one of those girly girls. Usually, I’m in Chuck’s, but when I castrate a fucking loser like you, I put on my spiked stilettos to make it hurt even more. Nothing like digging your heel into a fucking ball and flattening it before you even castrate the fucker.

I mutilated this loser’s junk in his own bed. He could not handle the pain. When he started puking and crying and pleading for mercy. I just kept on kicking. I don’t reason with losers. This man’s cock appeared to be no longer than my thumb. And he thought he could come on to me. He thought he could try to force that little nothing of a dick inside me. No fucking way. I hate losers with small dicks. And I hate the ones who seem clueless that their dick can’t do shit for a woman.

I Love Removing Your Junk

So, I made sure that torture hurt. I made sure he begged for the castration just to get it over. I guess you could say I brainwashed the loser. Caused him so much discomfort that he begged me to cut his nuts off. Normally, when I castrate a loser, I just take the balls and use a frying pan that’s heated on the bottom to cauterize the wound.

However, this time, I took the balls clean off with one sweep of my knife. And I stuffed his balls in his mouth to shut him the fuck up. Although I did cauterize the wound, I also stitched him up. and I think I did a pretty good job too. Not to brag or anything. But I am a taboo phone sex bitch not a doctor. But sometimes I play doctor when I take your nuts.

Mutilation phone sex gets messy but feels so right

My Mutilation phone sex existence is a perpetual descent into the abyss of suffering and butchering. The smell of blood and fear has become an exquisite nectar. Anguish is my perfume, an intoxicating elixir that fuels my dark desires.Mutilation phone sexIn this realm of snuff, where life hangs by a thread, I have to make sure to be a really good girl. I don’t want to be the one on the chopping block. I always make myself useful for Master Daddy. I have all his favorite tools ready to go when he finds a new slut to play with.
He gets so hard when he starts slicing skin off his new toy. He likes to start with her tummy. He makes a long cut just above the belly button. Then he grabs the skin and peels it upwards so she can watch her skin getting ripped off.
Master Daddy taught me that Torture sex is an art form. Every whimper, every scream, every gurgling gasp is a brushstroke upon a canvas of suffering. I know he is God, soaked in blood with a massive hard-on that needs sucking.
As he creates new holes in that little slut I suck him. I know when he is ready to fuck when I feel his cock twitch. I pull it out of my throat and stick it in the new bloody fuck hole. He loves to cut off a bitch’s nipples and use her tits as a pussy.