Stephanie
1-800-268-0941 ext 808
Category Archive: Extreme snuff stories
I am Full of Dark Fantasies
Dark fantasies are a coping mechanism for many people. I do not need to cope, however, because I get by life fine. I have no guilt or remorse. If I have a dark desire, I never deny myself. Fucking virus or not. I hate little brats. I find them disease spreaders, soul suckers and time consuming. I have no use for them. For the most part, if they stay out of my way, they can continue to breathe. If they mess with my world, they die. This little blonde bitch about knee high busted me stalking her daddy. I had no clue he had a brat. I did not care. I went to high school with him and he was a tool. I discovered he moved back home recently and decided it was time for a deadly reunion. I was across the street well-hidden and she caught me. I never get caught. That was when I changed the plan. Kill her in front of daddy then kill him. The world is rid of a tool and a brat. That night I broke into the house. I drugged them both as they slept. They woke up naked and tied to chairs that faced each other. He did not remember me. He could not even place me after I told him our history. I wanted to kill him on the spot, but I restrained myself. I tortured his baby girl for a 30 agonizing minutes while he watched helpless. I stabbed her in her virgin cunt and gutted her like a pig. The object of my revenge watched in horror. As his angel struggled to breathe through the blood, I stabbed daddy in the stomach. It is a painful and slow death. I know. It was a hardcore snuff fantasy but they both deserved to die. The question now, is do you?
Taboo Bitch Venus
(800) 207-6329 ext 810
Autumn’s Dark Fantasies
I don’t know about you, but I often find myself having some really dark fantasies. You know, the kind of things you really don’t feel comfortable telling others. But since I started doing this, I’ve discovered that there are guys out there who have those dark and taboo fantasies just like I do. It was nice to find out that there are people out there just like me and that I wasn’t so alone. It made me open up and be more sexual than I was before because I didn’t have to hide my feelings and desires. If you want to know what dark fantasies I have, all you have to do is call me and I’ll tell you.
But maybe you have some of those fantasies of your own that you want to share with me. I’m more than willing to listen and get down and dirty with you. We can masturbate together and talk about all the things that make us horny – from incest, forced fantasies, snuff, and any other dark thing you can think up. I am just happy that you want to be as raunchy as me. Just pick up the phone now and give me a call so we can cum together!
Autumn
(800) 224-4604 ext 802
My Dark Fantasies of Being Kidnapped and Killed
I have dark fantasies about being kidnapped. I often wonder what is wrong with me. Ever since I was a little girl, I have had these fantasies. When I was young, I fantasized that someone would kidnap me and make me their daughter. It would have been so much better than the family I had, I thought to myself. My mom abandoned me, so I guess you could say I had mommy issues. Daddy used me as his sex slave and his punching doll and that was on a good day. As I grew older, I wished someone would kidnap me and do very bad things to me. The kind of things I want to do to myself, but I lack the courage. I have always been a cutter and a pain slut. I want to control my pain. I hesitate though with knifes. I see my blood and I stop. I feel pain and I do not go any further. I am a chicken shit. Deep down inside, I want to die. I understand I am a worthless slut. When daddy said it too me all those years ago, I did not believe it. I believe it now. I want to be a self-mutilator, but I cannot push myself that far. I want to kill myself often but can never take that final step. That is where men like you come in handy. You can take control of me. Leave me helpless and vulnerable. You can hurt me in ways I can only imagine. As I cut the flesh on my tender skin, I get wet thinking of you making that final cut. The one that will kill me. The one that will leave me bleeding out slowly. Are you game? I am hoping you have a violent snuff fantasy for me.
Snuff Whore Cassandra
(800) 211-5480 ext 802
Murder and Torture Dark Fantasies
I would succumb to his dark fantasies in a way I never imagined. Brent was not the typical guy from my scene. He was 6 ft tall, built and nothing about him said he wanted to hurt innocence and young sluts. This man sat in an office and wore a suit and tie while he directed millions of dollars to buildings and Property investments. I thought I was being tricked when I received a message in my email, and he asked to meet. I had gotten an email for a higher source saying he was okay to deal with. And as I sat in his spacious office, my piercings took out my hair up and in a designer skirt suit with heels. (I miss my boots) I looked at his face and he looked like a magazine model. My pussy was wet, and I don’t go for the normal beauty of society at all. He looked right at me and said I want them all gone. I want my two daughters to be the highlight of your new Video. He said You tube video and winked and grinned evilly. My heart skipped as I just might have met a man worth his weight in evil. This would be the taboo role play of my career. He came right next to me and said but before we shall have our own business meeting. His fingers lingering on the collar of my crisp shirt. The money for your cause will be transferred at midnight and He slides a card to me with a vague address and scribble. I arrived after midnight and saw his black Benz. This abandoned factory was my kind of pace as I kicked a homeless man and made my way to the single light burning. Hands Grabbed my throat and I felt his body push on me as I hit the concrete floor. You like it rough, don’t you? I was rolled over and stripped naked. His cock was 10 inches as he pushed into me. My body took him in and I grabbed his throat and told him to hurt me! And tell me about these family members I would soon be murdering for him! To be continued here…Jezabels Blog…
Jezabel
(800) 988-2055 ext. 824
Dark Fantasies Are What I Live For
I don’t pretend to not be a sadistic bitch, that’s why I love dark fantasies! I take pleasure in finding an innocent little victim and tormenting them. Call me cruel, vicious, and outright merciless. You will only encourage me to pick up my blades and inflict more pain! Everyone has fuck holes and if a holes not big enough I know how to make it fit. Screaming, pleading, and crying all get my pussy wet, I love using someone else’s misery to get off. I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not, and if you try to make me I promise I’ll get off while I dissect your insides! Need a reminder of who I am? I’m a wicked evil bitch who will have anyone begging for the end, and the perfect accomplice for those demented and little crazy like myself.
Ice
855-722-3744
Jezabels Taboo Role Play Accomplice kill
It would be a demented taboo role play that got a little out of hand. His teen daughter wasn’t supposed to catch us fucking in the basement. She was a bitch and natural-born narcissist. I normally love that type, but there can be only one evil bitch here! My boy toy was fucking around on her vanilla ass mom and eating my ass while we watched little sex slaves be used and dumped into a pit. I enjoyed this dark side of my piece of ass. He worshiped me, and when I said that we should tie his tiny little evil daughter up he happily obliged. I told him we were just going to wipe her memory. But he played right into my dark fantasies and let me hurt her and sodomize her tiny teen ass. My metal pipe went a little too far up inside her anal cavity. She shrieked at the blood and I made daddy throat fuck her silent as I picked up a beer bottle and fucked her with it. I left it inside of her when her daddy came down her throat. I slammed her on the floor and stomped her little pelvic area so the beer bottle would shatter. We are playing Jezebel’s game now my dear. Love me or hate me, I made this little girl pay for her sins at my hands. My final act was to have daddy choke her to death with his bare hands as I whispered in her ear. “This bitch won!” I hate little smart-mouthed brats getting in the way of my sadistic and twisted fucking. I had her daddy load her up in the car and we cremated her in my big oven. I made sure I put some of her asses in a hollow dildo so I could fuck myself with her remains. I know I am sick, But just how sick are you is the question?
dark Angel Jezabel
1-877-638-3963
Dark Fantasies Embrace Your Dark Side
I have some really bad dark fantasies I want to share with you. Don’t you want to hear them? Of course you do, that curiosity eating away at you. What makes a sexy girl like me so wet? You would do anything to excite me. All the cruel and wicked things we could do together, the sounds of a life ending, the feel of power. I want to help you feel that rush all you have to do is ask this wicked accomplice to assist you. Leave behind the old you and embrace the evil beast that you store away from everyone else. I want the monster that loves murder and chaos, the monster who would just as quickly do away with me as he would fuck me. Sounds like you doesn’t it? It time for us to play with that evil monster inside you, let him come out and play with me.
Macey
877-248-1289
Dark Fantasies You Are A lot Like Me
I come alive with dark fantasies in the dark alleys, damp basements and temples built for their dark sacrifices. There has been no limit or line I haven’t crossed from sodomy to sexual dalliances with the undead, I’ve done it all. Blood curdling screams and slashes of a blade tearing into flesh make my pussy wet. Call me a monster I don’t care, I’ve seen a real monster. Trust me there is a big difference between an accomplice and a genuine monster of evil. If you last long enough I might just introduce you. Don’t pretend we are nothing alike, everyone has evil inside them I just prefer to enjoy mine instead of locking it away and pretending I’m something I’m not. You should stop pretending that cock of yours hasn’t stopped throbbing since you started reading about my depravity. Step into my world even just for a moment no one but us has to know, I’ll help you choose a victim, lure them close. Then you will let your monster out of its cage and devour the innocent soul tonight!
Macey
877-248-1289
Taboo Role Play – Snuff a Milf BDSM SLave
More than a taboo role play. I would become a snuff victim this time. I had been in my cage for hours and begging to be set free. My son wanted his magazine and his nice big sharp knife he had gotten delivered today. I fetched each accordingly. I was a good Slave, He was my own offspring and I had fucked his smooth ass and sucked his pee-pee his entire life. When he became a man things changed. I was his sex slave. I had been beaten bruised and covered with his and his friends cum over and over again. I was aging out though and he was turning his little sister into his new slave. I was jealous and convinced her to run away. She was caught and said it was me who had helped her. First my pussy was impaled by a metal pole. I was bleeding from the insides. My son laughed as he stomped my face with a steel toe boot. My face crushed in he was living out his dark fantasies on his mothers’ body. I begged and pleaded through the blood. My tits cut off and shoved down my throat after he stomped my mouth and my teeth were gone. My arms were cut off and he fisted my bloody cunt with my own fist as I lay dying in my own feces and blood. No longer would I be under his command, I wanted to die a long time ago. But the torture was unbearable. How was I still alive? The last thing this whore saw before she drew her last blood gargling breath was him fucking his sister as she lifted a brick over her head. She never wanted to leave. My daughter had set me up to be snuffed out.
MILF Slave Robyn
1-877-826-7367
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