Most commented posts

  1. Cannibalism Phone Sex: Why I love Fall! — 93 comments
  2. Snuff Sex with a Little Girl — 14 comments
  3. Snuff Porn in a Haunted Corn Maze — 13 comments
  4. Make Snuff Porn, Don’t Watch It — 13 comments
  5. Snuff Porn Cannibal — 8 comments

Author's posts

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Run Amuck in a Tech Savvy World

murder phone sex fantasiesMurder phone sex fantasies run amuck in times like these. I blame social media and smart phones. In this sort of instant world, we have created with everything at our fingertips and a Siri question away, no one has patience anymore. Also, some folks feel emblazoned to say whatever the fuck they want in a text or a comment. They falsely think there will be no repercussions if they do not say what they think to your face.

Not me. This sadistic bitch makes a note of everyone who offends me, and I get my revenge eventually. I have exchanged blows with this one tool for almost a year in a mutual group we belong to. However, he does not live near me. So, I was not sure if my killer phone sex fantasies would ever come true. But dreams do come true when you are patient.

I stalk his social media pages looking for trips he takes for work. And finally, he was nearby. About three hours away. Dumbass posted where he was staying and all his favorite bars and places to eat. Social media makes it easy to stalk your prey. Since he has no clue what I look like or even my real name, it was easy to trap him. I just acted like a woman who wanted to fuck him. Most men let the thought of sex rule their brains over common sense.

Venus Always Gets to Kill Her Man Eventually

I disguised my looks, and when we were back in his hotel room, I gave him a shot of Fentanyl. Just a little bit to subdue him and prevent him from screaming when I carved him up. I do not often kill anywhere but my kill shack, so I had to plan this out carefully, so I did not get caught. But I am a good planner. I knew where the cameras were in the hotel ahead of time, so I could hide my face from them.

Castration phone sex in a hotel room is never ideal, but this bully of a man needed a lesson learned. And since he lives on the opposite coast, I did not have any other choice but to do it this way. I guess he is a lightweight because he never woke up. I did still cut off his cock and his balls, but I did not gut him like a pig. Too much of a risk I would cut myself in the process and leave some DNA behind.

When you take a man’s family jewels the kill looks personal. So, they look at ex-girlfriends first. I have no connection to this loser. I traveled 3 hours to kill him. And I disguised myself. He did die. Not sure if it was from shock and blood loss or from the Fentanyl. But I do not care. He is dead. This marked the first time I killed a man and left the body behind. Normally I get rid of all the evidence. But the loser is dead, and I can rejoice. Now, to work on the other assholes who made my naughty list. Perhaps, you are on my list.

Snuff Phone Sex Fantasies Help Unleash Your Aggression

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex has been busy. Plenty of men with lots of stress and resentment. Well, let it all go with a dark fantasy. Although I am no therapist, I do know how cathartic it feels to explore your darkest fantasies. The kind you cannot tell anyone without fear of being locked up in prison or the loony bin. But I understand. You can tell me your deep dark fantasies.

I talked to Earl last night. Of course, I changed his name to protect his identity. But Earl has a cheating whore wife and a daughter who is milking him dry financially but not giving him a thing in return. Like not even a hand job. Personally, I think if a young teen slut is going to bilk daddy’s wallet, she should also milk daddy’s dick. Do you agree?

So, I suggested to Earl we explore some double rape phone sex fantasies. Although he was initially hesitant to tell me what was on his mind, I have a way of bringing the dark out of callers. And the dark came flowing out as we discussed a home burglary scenario. I hired a man with a huge cock. Like a punisher cock to destroy the holes of his slut wife and whore daughter while he watched. He had the perfect alibi. He was in the house when the intruder forced him to watch as he fucked his wife and daughter.

Let Me Help You Go Down a Cathartic Dark Rabbit Hole

If I am your accomplice, I think of everything. The alibi is the most important thing too. In a home invasion phone sex fantasy, the alibi is easy if you are tied to a chair forced to watch some random stranger ass fuck your wife and teen daughter. You just must act horrified not aroused as my goon with the huge cock destroys the women in your life.

Afterwards, Earl felt a whole lot better. And so will you. I understand that the average man cannot act on his dark fantasies. But I can at least help you work out some aggression if you are willing to go down a dark rabbit hole with me.

Knife Play Phone Sex Intoxicates Me

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex, I think, is best enjoyed on snowy days. I love the look of blood on white snow. Such a stark contrast and that arouses me. Everything about blood arouses me though. The look, the taste, the feel, the smell… So, when we got our first official snow, I knew I had to hunt. I can always find some prick out at a bar despite the weather. Guys go for Goth chicks. But I am not the typical chick.

I went into my favorite Goth bar last night, and like a moth to a flame, Troy walked up to me with some cheesy pick-up line, and I knew he was my next victim. We had some drinks together. I acted interested in his boring life. Everything about Troy annoyed the fuck out of me. So, I knew he would be my next bloody phone sex victim. And I wanted to do it in the snow too. I love the look of fresh snow covered in blood.

The Look of Blood in the Snow Intoxicates Me

When I suggested we leave, he asked me to pay half the bill. What a loser. He asked me if I wanted something to drink. Even had the waiter put it on his tab. Then when he closes out his tab, he asks me to pay for my drinks. Yeah, this loser would lose his balls tonight I told myself. And he did. But he put up a fight. I thought for a moment he might get the better of me, but then I zapped his balls with a stun gun, and he fell to the floor with a thud. I had him in my kill shack off the beaten path.

Once he fell to the ground, I could take him out easier. I dragged his body into the snow, pulled his pants off and castrated him. First, I took his nuts. I mean I do love castration phone sex for a reason. But he did not bleed enough for my tastes. The cold slows blood flow. So, I decided to take his dick too.

No Loser Deserves to Keep His Balls

I knew the smell of fresh blood would draw out nature’s accomplices. Before long, I had an audience of bears, coyotes and wolves. Even a few birds came out too. In the snow, it is harder for them to find food. So, I like to help them eat. When I chopped his dick off blood splattered everywhere.

I made a small cut on his femoral artery too. I stepped away from him and the animals knew that was their cue to eat. And I watched as they ate him alive. He would not have lived long bleeding like that anyway. So, in a way my furry accomplices just helped put an end to his pain quicker. I knew I would find a loser out in this snowy mess last night. Another loser bites the dust. Who is next?

Snuff Porn for Profit is a Lucrative Business

snuff pornDo you watch snuff porn? You may have seen some of my work on the dark net if you like real snuff films. You know, the 8 MM kind where there is only one print in copy and the star of the film has never been seen again? Last year, I started making snuff flicks for profit. Before then, all my snuff films were private. I made them for my own spank bank. Some serial killers take a memento from their victim like a lock of hair or a piece of jewelry. I make a video of the kill.

Although I love my private killer collection, I like the money men pay me to make snuff movies for them. The last one I made got messy too. This collector wanted blood and guts. He wanted that 80s slasher film feel. And I gave it to him. He paid extra for a certain victim. Most of my clients do not care who the victim is. They tell me a woman who looks like their ex-wife or a girl who resembles their daughter, and some just say a teen whore or something like that.

I Love Making Snuff Flicks for Profit

Not this guy. He wanted his stepdaughter. I charged him three times the normal amount, but he could afford it. Billionaire man who succumbed to his teen stepdaughter’s cock teasing. Now, she is knocked up and blackmailing him which would bring his billionaire empire crashing down if anyone found out what he did. His stepdaughter is a schemer. She plotted all this to get a slice of his pie before he dies.

I will admit, she was hard to lure away, but I got her. And she woke up in my dungeon, tied spread eagle, naked and afraid. Her dear old stepdaddy watched as I gutted her like a pig. I made the movie like a surgical torture sex film. I cut her upon while still awake. She passed out from the shock, but I brought her back to life so she could watch as I pulled out each organ.

Eventually, she bled out. But she watched as I pulled every organ from her body and laid it delicately next to her. Her heartbeat until I pulled it out of her chest. I held her heart in my hand until it took its last beat. My client was very happy to know that she faked the pregnancy. But he was even happier about our little snuff flick.

Castration Phone Sex is What I Want More of in 2024

castration phone sexI made a New Year’s resolution for more castration phone sex. Although I whacked off over 200 worthless balls last year, I want to double that number this year. Plus, I want to chop off a few dicks too. I like a mixture of willing men and less willing men. Will you volunteer for me to castrate you, or will I need to take your junk by force? Honestly, I am game either way.

I placed a few ads on the dark net looking for prey. Although this guy thought we were on a date, I was just prepping him for a good junk removal session. If I plan to take your junk, I deem you unworthy to fuck already. Not to say I have not castrated a few men who tried to cuddle me after sex. Castration has been an afterthought many times.

I Will Take Your Junk for Shits and Giggles

However, with Tony, I planned his castration. The loser posted a video of him slaughtering a cat. Pick a fair fight loser. It does not make you a man to kill and torture something that cannot fight back. Just makes you a bully with a pin dick. Although I love torture sex, I pick a fair fight always. I enjoy the challenge of fighting a man bigger than me. Although Tony appeared bigger and stronger than me, I knew I was smarter, Way smarter. That is why I always win any battle.

Tony got dunk which is what I wanted. Liquor dulls your pain and makes you easier to subdue. I tied him to his bed. Although I did not have my castration chair, I did bring everything I needed. Including a mason jar to preserve his balls. He never saw it coming until his balls were in my hand. Silly boy thought he was getting a blow job.

Instead, a sadistic phone sex bitch took his junk. He bled heavily for a while until I heated up a cast-iron skillet to cauterize the wound. I left his cock. And I made sure he knew if I ever caught wind of him hurting an animal again, I would take his cock too. He knew I meant business because as I placed his severed balls into a mason jar, I wrote his name and address on the jar.

Snuff Phone Sex is What I Need More of in 2024

snuff phone sexMy resolution this year? More snuff phone sex. What dark resolution did you make? Although I do not make going out on New Year’s Eve a habit, when I do, I always kill. I show restraint 351 days of the year. But in my defense, the idiots come out on New Year’s Eve. And they were out in droves last night.

I stepped into my favorite Goth bar. Although I knew several folks there, most of the folks in my bar appeared to be strangers. And they likely had no clue they were in a Goth bar either. One guy walked up to me with a cheesy pick-up line. I am not a pickup girl. Cheesy lines never work on me. I do not go to a bar to pick up dudes. However, I do go to bars to rid the world of players, douche bags and predators.

And all three were crammed into my local Goth bar last night. Well, I turned a few of them into snuff porn stars. The guy who hit on me died first. I gave him three warnings to back off me. But he thought it was some sort of game. Not me. I am not a game player. After the third attempt, he resorted to spiking my drink. I have eyes in the back of my head. Nothing gets past me.

More Snuff Deaths in 2024

So, I pretended to play his game. I acted like a drunk Goth girl and let him take me home. But instead of fucking me, I fucked him. I fucked him literally with a homemade strapon. I glued shards of glass to the dildo so that when I fucked him, I shredded his asshole. But I also fucked him metaphorically because I killed him. Of course, I tortured him first. He deserved it. He got lots of cock and ball torture before I severed his artery and let him bleed out.

I enjoy making men regret hitting on me. But the pain I inflict is what I enjoy most. A man’s suffering makes my pussy wet. But then anyone’s suffering turns me on. More torture sex for 2024. Death and torture are my biggest aphrodisiacs.

Knife Play Phone Sex Competition Challenges Me

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex holds a special place in my heart. I love my massive knife collection. Since I was a young girl, I’ve had a fascination with sharp objects. Most of my collection I inherited from my grandfather. I was his protégé. And his DNA pounds through my veins. I know he is proud of me.

 In fact, I was the sole heir when he died. He bequeathed me all his torture equipment, knifes, his kill shack and several decades of kill diaries. My grandpa might have been one of the most prolific serial killers never to be caught. He never got apprehended because no one knew who he was or what he was doing. Police never connected the dots, so they never knew a serial killer existed.

However, I am out to break his killer phone sex record. And I know I can do it because I am not even 40 yet and I am more than halfway at his final kill tally. Many more years for me to break his record. And my end of the year killing spree will tip me closer to my grandpa’s kill number. This time of year brings out my rage. But I am not an impulse killer. Not anymore. Impulsivity lands you in jail. My grandpa covered up my schoolgirl impulse kill. And he took me under his wing. He saw something in me. He saw himself in me.

I Can Teach You to Kill Like Grandpa Taught Me

I’ve been killing undetected ever since. Last night, I gutted a few more to add to my kill list. This tool of a man who cut me off on the road and almost caused an accident to flip me off when I honked my horn. And a teenage brat hitch hiking. It felt like my lucky night. Back to back murders. Bloody, gory kills too. The man lost his junk before I gutted him like a pig and fed him to the bears. The girl I picked up annoyed me so much with the way she talked, I killed her too.

The teenage whore wanted money from me to eat her pussy. I picked her up to kill her not to fuck her. Now if you had been with me, she could have been your teen rape porn star before I gutted her like a pig too. Two kills for the books. Many more to go if I am going to beat my grandpa’s kill record. I can do it.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Intensify Over the Holidays

rape phone sex fantasiesI bet you have rape phone sex fantasies after seeing some cute young family members this holiday season. And that is why I am here. To spread some holiday cheer. However, my holiday cheer is violent. And bloody. Very warped too. But that is who I am. A violent, warped woman who enjoys bloody sex. A gore whore, I guess lol.

My neighbor is a sick individual like me. We bounded last year when he accidentally killed a whore and panicked. Now, he is my accomplice and apprentice. He has honed his skills under me. And I have turned him into a killer machine too. But he can still act impulsively. Although I have shared all my snuff sex knowledge with him, when he sees a cute young girl, he struggles with restraint. I bet you can relate to that.

Tis the Time of the Year to Fuck Young Sluts

He came over late last night with a half dead brat. He fucked her almost to death. The problem was she is his niece. Or was his niece. He got high and horny and just could not handle any more cock teasing from her. I helped him finish her off. And I helped him get rid of the evidence. I mean he will have to deal with his brother. But I can provide an alibi. Maybe the brother will believe that she ran away. But a girl that young rarely runs away. However, that is not my problem.

He needs to learn to fuck a surrogate. I have told him that a million times over. But like most men, he thinks with his cock when he is near cute young things. Even though this was too close to home for me, I had to help him. Perhaps, I should have killed him, but he is still learning how to be a good accomplice phone sex partner and a stone-cold killer like me.

He fucked her a few more times because when I get rid of bodies that means they will never be found for dna to even matter. After he fucked her ass for the last time, she was pretty much lifeless. I smothered her with my pussy, then we drove her dead body to my cabin the woods and fed her to the animals. My kill shack holds so many secrets. But no evidence is ever found because the wild animals will never share my dirty secrets. Just like I will never share yours.

Violent Phone Sex Christmas: The 12 Deaths of Christmas

violent phone sexTis the season for violent phone sex. Silent night deadly night. Now, that is my kind of Christmas. I enjoy a bloody Christmas. This woman is not very much into traditional holidays and such. But I have my own traditions. Like the 12 deaths of Christmas. I’ve been busy too. So many folks to kill before Christmas day. However, I do have an accomplice this year which helps up the body count.

My recluse neighbor turned out to be a pervert. But he just needed my assistance and my tutelage to survive undetected. I helped him hone his skills better. And I taught him all about surrogates. Surrogates are the key. Just find a girl in a different county that resembles the cock teas in your neighborhood and explore your rape phone sex fantasies with the look-a-like.

Last night, I suggested we take the daughter of this one asshole I met recently. Random road rage scenario, but I had his license plate and my pals on the dark net were able to find out where he lives and works. You can find out a lot about a person when you hack the DMV. But when I learned of the cute blonde daughter my road rager had living at home, I thought my neighbor would want to accompany me. And I was right.

I Love an Accomplice for My 12 Deaths of Christmas Rampage

This time of year, crime is up. The key would be to make this home invasion look like a burglary gone wrong. I took care of daddy while my neighbor took care of sleeping beauty. That was the plan. My friend appeared disappointed that her pussy was not as tight as he had hoped. Someone popped her cherry already. At her age, no doubt her own daddy did the damage. Not that he did not enjoy fucking her. She still has tighter holes than any woman his age. But he does enjoy popping cherries and making them hurt.

However, upon the news that the young angel in the house was not a virgin, I devised a different plan. I made it look like daddy fucked his baby girl one last time for a murder suicide. I found his stash of brat porn he made with his own daughter. No clue why this asshole almost ran me off the road. Usually, men fucking such tight young holes seem less angry. Did you know that within an hour of death, a man can still produce sperm?  No, I did not fuck his corpse. I would not let a jack ass like that near my box dead or alive.

I Can Make a Dead Man Cum

But I did manipulate his prostate with dildo I found in his nightstand. He came, and I had sperm for the tiny victim’s used up cunnie. I typed a suicide note on his computer with a naked picture of his young daughter as his screen saver. This dude was stupid. He kept brat porn of his daughter on his computer. He deserved to die. The girl? Well, we put an end to her suffering while having some fun with her holes. Turns out a dead used bitch has tighter holes than the breathing brats. Sex with dead bodies can be so much fun with the right accomplice.

Another two deaths in the book. Nine days left. Who wants to join me next?

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Intensify Over the Holidays

murder phone sex fantasiesMurder phone sex fantasies intensify over the holidays. Although I am filled with rage most days, I do tend to become more violent over all the fucktards who want to ruin my Christmas spirit. Despite my persona I am not Grinch at Christmas time. I have almost as much Christmas spirit as a normal person does.

Okay maybe not even as close as the normal person. But I have some holiday cheer. And there are too many people who enjoy ruining the holiday spirit for me and others. Even brats can suck the Christmas spirit out of anyone. I went to the mall the other day not to kill anyone. I was not hunting my next prey. But I found my next prey, nonetheless. You would have enjoyed being with me. I know you likely would love to kill some spoiled brat and explore your rape phone sex fantasies.

I saw this young teen girl milking men for money with fabrications at the mall. This was not some poor girl like she was telling men. Begging for money to get something to eat like she was some homeless person. I saw this cunt get dropped off in a BMW SUV. Then I watched her ditch her high-end designer clothes and put on something more basic. A young scammer does not deserve to live. Don’t you agree.

Tis the Season To Kill and Force Fuck Brats

The brat was not even out of high school yet. And likely no where close to graduating. But already milking men for money. I offered her $500 to come with me for a modeling shoot. And I showed compassion and belief in her sob story. I gave her the money in my car. But I got it back though. We drove to my kill shack where she thought she would get her photo taken. Instead, I punched her in her face, and tied her up.

Where to begin with this tender piece of fuck meat? Taking advantage of people’s compassion during the holidays is sinful. Money is tight for many folks, and here was some rich princess pretending she was homeless for money. I stabbed her in her bellybutton a few times just to watch her bleed. I used a lot of force and ended up pinning her to the floor with the knife. She squirmed like a squashed bug. My knife went straight through her. So, her blood leaked out from two holes.

I really wish you had been with me to fuck her as she slowly bled out. But since you could not enjoy her tight cunt, I fisted it for you. Snuff porn may not be the way most people get find their Christmas cheer, but it did the trick for me. Once less scam princess out there to milk men of their hard-earned money. However, I know there are more cunts just like her. And we should find one to kill together.