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Teen Rape Porn Under the Influence Might End Up a Snuff Flick

teen rape pornHe wanted to make a teen rape porn. The only problem, he did not know how to find himself a teenage girl. This is not a guy I met on the darknet or through my former master. I met Tim last year in a Barnes and Noble coffee house. I accidentally bumped into him, and he recognized me from the strip club. Nothing sexual with him. We just became friends.

But last week we shared our dark fantasies. He came back to my place after the club closed. Not to fuck. Just to enjoy a cocktail, watch a scary movie and talk about our wicked desires. Tim possesses a dark streak. However, I know he’ll never take his dark needs out on me. He put me in the friend zone. Perhaps you could say I put him there first. I never wanted to fuck Tim. Despite his dark desires he just seemed too vanilla for me. Too boring for this taboo phone sex slut.

But he brought this drink back from Europe when he traveled. It’s called absinthe. And apparently that shit is illegal in the US because of its high alcohol content. I’ve never been one to blame it on the alcohol, but I think that night my impulsive actions were the direct result of drinking the strong shit. Once Tim nodded off on my couch, I got in my car and drove around looking for any young girl to make his fantasy come true.

Sometimes, Booze Gives Us an Impulsive Streak

Now Tim didn’t specify if he wanted a young teen girl or a coed teen girl. And since I wanted to be his accomplice for free, I just grabbed him a drunk coed. She just turned 18. She mistook me for her Uber driver. I guess Uber lets you select female drivers. So, I went with it. She seemed drunker than me. Maybe she wouldn’t realize we weren’t at her home. I took her inside, woke up Tim and told him Christmas came early.

Perhaps he thought he was still dreaming. But he didn’t miss a beat. He pushed that girl down on my couch, ripped off her clothes and shoved his cock in her ass raw. We were all drunk. And I didn’t plan this out. Either we would need to pay this girl a lot of money to keep her mouth shut or I’d need to snuff her. I let him enjoy her tight butt hole well I thought of a plan to get us out of this mess. The alcohol made me act boldly and without thinking, so I left a trail.

I mean I brought this girl into my own fucking home. How stupid is that. I started to sober up quickly and plot her demise while Tim enjoyed her tight holes. He appeared drunker than me, so I acted like the devil on his shoulder and told him to strangle her. Erotic asphyxiation. And I even told him a little white lie that it would make her cum so much harder.

Dead Girls Tell No Tales

Yeah, I manipulated my friend to take care of the problem I created. But hear me out. Win win situation. He finally got to fuck a teenage ass. Strangulation phone sex fantasies go similar. Choke a bitch out while you fuck her. Watch the life drain from her body as you dump your seed into her unwilling cunt or ass.

I made Tim think that she wanted to be strangled. Knowing that the alcohol would make him squeeze her throat just a little tighter. And then I acted appalled when he killed the girl on my couch. And I made him get rid of the body and bury it somewhere she’ll never be found.

No more of that foreign booze for me. Clearly, I can’t handle it. And neither can Tim. But Tim got to fuck a teenage girl like he wanted. And he killed my impulsive kidnap victim. Perhaps somebody saw a blonde woman in a Toyota Camry pick that girl up but with as dark and rainy as it was nobody will be able to identify me. Tons of blondes in this town. And lots of Toyota Camrys too. I’m not too worried about anybody linking me to another dead drunk coed.

Accomplice Phone Sex Exists Because Men Need Women

accomplice phone sexI can be your accomplice phone sex partner. However, men can only be my accomplice or my victim. There’s no gray area. And there’s never been any gray area. I’m very clear up front with very clear reminders along the way. There’s never an excuse to be like I didn’t know you didn’t like that or I didn’t know I couldn’t talk to you like that. Bullshit. I believe it’s in a man’s nature to always try to fuck a woman and challenge them when they say no.

I don’t need men. However, men need me. Like most men Oliver found my mercenary ad on the dark net. Understood the code words and reached out to me on my burner cell. He wanted to fuck a young girl. And he didn’t want her to be willing, so he didn’t want to pay for this fantasy with a hooker.

He showed me a picture of the girl of his dark fantasies, and I found him a surrogate. Using a young girl who looks like the object of your affection for your rape phone sex fantasies keeps you out of prison. And me too. The key is to not be on the radar in the first place. If you know the girl that you fucked or murdered, at some point you’re on the investigators’ radar. A surrogate girl with whom no ties exist makes it safer for both of us.

Men Need Female Accomplices

And I found him a girl. Brought her to him. And he looked like he won the lottery. He couldn’t believe what a great job I did at finding a real lookalike to his dark dream come true. As the accomplice, I undressed the girl and drugged her so she wouldn’t put up a fight. Stupid girl took candy from a strange lady. I make my own lollipops that I lace with benzodiazepines. A few licks and a girl will pass out in my back seat.

She didn’t wake up until Oliver’s dick rammed her cunt. He rag doll fucked her. But she bled like a stuck pig. Virgin pussy. Some men love the mess because they know they took that cherry. And others like Oliver freak out a bit. So, I told him that the bright red blood came from a busted hymen. He never fucked a virgin before, obviously.

Women Never Need Men

Cute young girl. I could see why he wanted her. I wanted to kill her, but I drugged her so well she’s never going to be a reliable witness. But I did make sure she took a shower before I dropped her off in a park. Wash away that DNA. I even shoved a douche up her raw pussy to make sure all of his sperm left her cunt. He fucked her roughly. But that’s what he wanted. Once he got over the sight of blood, he enjoyed tightness of that cunt.

It starts this way. Men hire me just to fuck something young. But then they can’t shake how much they enjoyed it. So, they go searching on the dark net to find me again. And they usually up the game the second time around. Oliver will be back. And the next time he’ll want to combine making a snuff flick and a teen rape porn.

Accomplice Phone Sex Is The Best Way to Kill The Girl

Sometimes a guy has some sadistic needs and is ultimately unable to do it without the encouragement of Accomplice Phone Sex. And this is what I really take delight in. It’s the excitement of hearing you tell me about your victim.

Then once I understand everything I am ready to guide. First I will set a scene, or just dive right in. In some of these calls I am truly controlling the whole thing. Once I had this guy obsessed with a neighborhood whore.

So, when he called me he was telling me all about her. And went into details about her body and the way she dresses. So, I directed him to focus on her weaknesses.

Accomplice Phone Sex is How I Conduct My Power Over My Flock

Ultimately, with her, the weakness was crack and taking dick. Not much better than a prostitute. And perhaps she is just that, and that makes you so fucking raging over her.

Therefore, I direct you to show up at her place after she scored some crack. Obviously, she becomes completely taken by it once she gets that first hit. And I love to direct my guys into the most brutal snuff sex ways of destroying this cunt.

Finally, here she is strung out and the crack pipe had a little something extra that I advised you to slip into it. Just a little powder that will make her foam at the mouth.

At last she is struggling for her life and this in when it’s best to engage in snuff. So put a bag over her head and hold it around her neck. Now drive that cock deep inside her as you feel her life slipping away.

Oh what a thrill. In fact my cunt is fucking wet right now. And I think I need to go grab one of my slaves and allow him to eat my pussy as I take a stun gun to his scrotum.

It’s all about mutilation phone sex and I am the conductor of the train of death.

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Fantasy Phone Sex Babes Take Your Violent Fantasies and Make Them Real

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex can take a violent turn. You just never know with a sexy switch. Over the weekend me and some of my girlfriends met this rich fucker at a concert in Nashville. We went on a road trip. Tony invited us to see the show in his VIP box. Free drinks. So, why not? We Ubered so we did not see any reason not to enjoy his top shelf free booze.

He invited us back to his place. Safety in numbers. We would not leave a woman behind. It was all or nothing. So, our rich patron built a dungeon in his basement. At first, we thought he meant to make us sex slaves. But it turned out the room and all the torture equipment he purchased for him. He fantasizes about hot sexy women abusing him. As a sexy switch, my friends and I thought if he craved cock and ball torture sex, why not?

But he got more than he bargained for. He could not handle our experience. Perhaps, he thought I would use a cat of nine tails on him and call it a day. We went hardcore on his cock and balls. I even used a sounding device on his pee hole. He secretly loved it. A hard cock betrayed his protests. His cock oozed pre-cum as I used a switch on his balls.

Women Like Me Enjoy Ball Busting Too

My bestie, Mariah, suggested busting his balls. We pushed him on the floor and kicked him in the nuts. We also did a little dance on his balls too. Small cock but huge balls. All potatoes and no meat. We drove him to tears with our ball abuse. Opps. I did it again. Men, do not beg for BDSM when you cannot handle it. We busted his left nut. As he laid there on the floor curled up in a ball, I decided to bust his other ball. Did not want to leave him lopsided.

I saw a baseball bat on his tray of delights. So, I picked it up and went swinging on his balls. Flattened the other one too. Although I can get drunk on the power, I don’t kill you unless you try to harm me. But not much this rich loser could do to us. He seemed too busy nursing his two busted nuts to come after us. We emptied out his wallet and left. No one knows us in Nashville.

Never give strangers or anyone physical power over you. Women like me possess a lot of pent-up anger. And we just need the right taboo phone sex loser to take it out on.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Are the Greatest Way for Pleasure

Let me tell you about my favorite kind of fun. Ultimately, I help men live out their darkest rape phone sex fantasies. And there is nothing better than being the sexy accomplice who makes it all happen.
First, I scout for the perfect tight little ass. So, fresh young ass work best for what we love. Therefore, I lure them in with sweet promises and fake smiles.
Ultimately, my pussy gets so wet just thinking about what comes next.
Then, I bring them to my special filming room. And cameras are set up everywhere to capture every scream. And the men arrive hard and ready.
So, I hold the girls down while they take what they want. Essentially, it’s their tight assholes stretching around thick cocks. And the crying only makes everyone fuck harder.
Next, I film every angle of the brutal ass rape porn. Oh, close-ups of tears, cum, and ruined holes. Obviously, I direct the action like a pro, after all, I am a ruined ass myself! In fact, my own clit throbs the whole time I watch and my asshole dances.
Now, the real fun begins. And the girls are used up and broken, I bring out my blade. Now the beheading is quick but beautiful. And blood sprays warm across my tits while I cum hard.
Finally, I edit the footage for my best clients. These snuff films sell for top dollar. I love every second of my job.
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I am More of a Snuff Porn and Kill Kind of Girl

snuff pornSome people like to Netflix and chill; however, I’m more of a snuff porn and kill kind of girl. Unlike most women, I do not need to couple up. I’m a loner. And I don’t date. I don’t want to get married. I don’t want to have brats. And I certainly don’t want to hook up with some loser, watch some boring Netflix movie, and smash.

Perhaps you could say I’m not the typical woman. And I’m not everybody’s cup of tea. But if you don’t try to fuck me. And you don’t baby talk me, we might get along. But you must shut the fuck up when I tell you to, keep your hands to yourself, and be my accomplice. Because the only two roles a man can have in my life is that of my victim or that of my accomplice. So, choose wisely.

Peter chose wisely. We met on the net. He wanted to kill someone but didn’t have anyone in mind. Just a strong desire to unalive someone. We talked on and off for months on Motherless. Fucking site got shut down. But luckily, we exchanged personal phone numbers before that happened. It was more than just an extreme porn site. They had a chat system for all sorts of extreme topics. The only place not on the dark net where I could find accomplices and victims easily.

The World is Full of Useless Twats to Kill

I invited him over last night. Peter didn’t know it yet, but he would make his first snuff sex kill last night. I even picked out a woman for him. And he didn’t catfish me. He looked just like his picture. Luckily, he’s not some incel type loser. Just some angry fuck up who wants to take his rage out on a stupid cunt. And he knew that would never be me. I showed him a picture of a drunk coed who pissed me off a few weeks ago. And he thought she looked like good fuck material as well as good killing material.

He picked up the drunk coed at a bar I knew she’d be at. At the end of the night, I pretended to be the Uber he called for them. Then we took her to my kill shack where I prepared everything. Peter got a crash course on how to hunt for the perfect victim, how to trick the perfect victim, how to kill that victim and how to dispose of the body and fly under the radar of law enforcement. I make a good apprentice for anybody with snuff fantasies.

This felt like Peter’s time to shine. I kill several times a week and I have for a couple decades now. So, I wanted to see if he listened to advice over the months we’ve chatted. And apparently, he paid attention to everything I said. He fucked her. Fucked her raw too.

Men Can Be My Accomplices or My Victims, But That’s It

When he made her his ass rape porn star, I noticed he didn’t bother with lubrication. Why waist KY when you’re going to kill the bitch anyway. This girl is one of those stuck-up, self-entitled bitches. A total pick me kind of girl. Unnecessarily mean. And full of herself. Millions of girls like her exist. But we did our part just to get one more of those useless cunts off this earth.

Personally, I would have prolonged the kill. But I get it. My first kill went quickly too. But it was an impulse kill. And this was a premeditated sort of thing. But Peter got a taste for blood. And a taste for fucking useless twats. He followed all my rules. And believe it or not did not annoy me once. So, Peter got to live. And that means he can help me kill another useless twat very soon

Domination Phone Sex of My Asshole Gave Me a Tail

domination phone sexMen love domination phone sex with my asshole. For whatever reason my ass is the star of any photo shoot or video. And any time I need to score drugs, I offer up my asshole. Not sure what makes soccer mom ass in such high demand, but it is. One director that I worked with over the weekend told me it’s because men like violating suburban housewives. They think we’re hoity toity and deserve to be knocked down a peg. But I didn’t grow up middle class. My mom came from money, but when she married a truck driver her parents cut her off.

I married better. But we’re not rich, just comfortable. And I may be a soccer mom, but I’m also dirty whore. A dirty coke whore. This director I worked with wanted to make an ass rape porn. But at least he told me his plans up front. No surprises. I knew my ass would experience a fist and lots of cocks, and sometimes both at the same time.

But this guy told me he planned on destroying my asshole. And at least, he gave me a big bag of cocaine. Most of the men just violate my ass and leave me with nothing more than a couple bumps. However, this director and my son might be the exceptions not the rule in the underground world of snuff.

The first thing he did was fist my ass. One fist then the other and eventually both fists at the same time. When he did that, he could hoist me in the air like a sock puppet. My asshole prolapses easily thanks to my son. He made it that way. But others keep it that way.

My Asshole Now Sports a Tail From all The Brutal Fucking

And John joked that I must be the devil’s spawn because I sport a tail. And him and the other men waiting their turn to brutalize my ass enjoyed a good chuckle over that. But I felt high as a kite flying around like Peter Pan.

When he pulled his fist out of my ass my tail came with it. So not only did I sport a gaped fucking asshole, but my tail showed even more. As I laid on the floor curled up in a ball, other men came and circled me like vultures. Big cocks out ready to destroy me even further. They pissed on me, kicked me, and even spit on me while they continued to call me names. These were not men I wanted to fight. No way would I win. Big strong burly men. With cocks that could destroy my ass in a single gangbang rape porn.

But I felt high as a kite and in a good mood despite the brutalization of my asshole. Those big burly men eventually shoved their big burly cocks up my ass. Sometimes they couldn’t wait for their turn. And they joked if I could handle 2 fists, I could handle three cocks.

Thank God my asshole seems resilient. It bounces back more than a rubber ball. Cum oozed out of my asshole for days. My tail stuck out too. But I got my coke at the sacrifice of my ass, once again. I may look like a soccer mom to many, but those old stuck up fellow soccer moms don’t realize the lengths I go to act like a normal soccer mom.

Suffocation Phone Sex fun of us finding your next little victim.

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Suffocation Phone Sex fun of us finding your next little victim.

You’d love to find a little cutie we can take home and share that little body.

I know the blondies are your favorite, the ones with flat chests and hairless cunts.

Wouldn’t you love to lure her into our bedroom and see what that tight little body can handle?

I wonder if she has ever had a cock as big as yours inside her?

I think we should stretch out all those holes of hers before we have our final fun with her.

The moment when we get to watch the life drain from her eyes with all your cum all over her face.

The final moments of life after we completely use and abuse that little body for all our fun!

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Accomplice Phone Sex Sometimes Takes an Unexpected Turn

accomplice phone sexAlthough usually I help men as their accomplice phone sex partners, sometimes women need my assistance too. But when it comes to women, I’m usually helping them for free because I know them. I’ve had a few random women I met on the dark net pay me to get rid of an ex-husband or an ex-boyfriend or even a current one. However, most women I help, I know personally.

Recently, a new stripper I hired last month shared with me the private turmoil she’s experiencing. A college girl I hired off Rover to be my dog walker when I travel. Smoking hot girl next door. The kind of girl men love in a strip joint. So, I groomed her for the idea of making a lot more money. Although I hate to lose a reliable and trustworthy dog walker, I felt happy to make the club and her some serious money.

But one day she came into the club with bruises all up and down her arm and a black eye. And I thought to myself oh boy she’s in an abusive relationship. It turns out the abuser is her step daddy. And he’s done far worse things to her than just physical abuse. So, I decided step daddy needed to die.

Revenge Gets Me Off. Some Men Do Not Deserve to Breathe.

This brought back memories of my own abusive father and his friends. I saw it as a cathartic moment to exact revenge through snuff sex. I’m a much different woman now. No longer a scared little girl. I can defend myself and I can exact revenge now.

I figured it best to leave my new stripper out of the planning process. Keep her hands clean. Imagine my surprise when I drove by her home and saw one of my father’s cronies who abused me as a young girl. Her stepfather worked for my father 30 years ago.

At first, I got scared. But then I knew the last time he saw me I was neither blonde nor busty. Plus, I doubt he would recognize me 30 years later. But I never forget the faces of the men who violated me like it was nothing. He needed to die.

So, one day, while my new stripper danced on stage, I looked through her phone and found his number listed under step monster. And I sent him a text. Pretended to be her and had him meet me at this no tell motel where you can scream bloody murder and nobody gives a fuck. It’s one of those rent by the hour places. And it’s one of those seedy motels that if you give the attendant enough money, he never saw you and he never heard a thing.

The Men Who Abused Me as a Schoolgirl Made Me a Blood Thirsty Bitch

Although this guy violated me the least because he was only in his early 20s at the time he force fucked me, he still enjoyed fucking the shit out of a schoolgirl. Clearly my jailbait pussy gave him a taste for it because he’s been force fucking his stepdaughter for many years. He did not recognize me. I concocted a story about knowing his stepdaughter. This fool believed that his stepdaughter who loathes him would send him a woman to fuck. Delusional.

Right before he put his cock in my pussy, I grabbed a knife and sliced it off. Dead men don’t need their dicks, I told him. As he bled profusely all over motel bed, I tied him up. Then I told him who I was. No apology. No shame on his face. However, he seemed surprised I was alive. Apparently, my dear old dad told all his friends he killed me and buried me in the backyard to keep my mouth shut. My bastard of a father never told his friends I ran away. I guess his ego couldn’t handle the truth.

Sixteen different men violated me as a young girl. And of the 16 men, including my father, who made me a teen rape porn star, only six remain. I’ve been quietly exacting my revenge on daddy’s sick cohort for years. And I enjoyed torturing this guy. He deserved it. If he violated me and his stepdaughter as teenage girls who knows how many other teenage girls, he’s violated. I read him a long list of grievances. Gave him a chance to defend himself and the fucker spit in my face and said fuck you cunt.

Men Always Underestimate Me and That is a Huge Mistake

So, I took my knife and stabbed him in the gut. I’ve learned from my callers and the dark web that if you want a man to suffer a slow death, stab him in the stomach so he slowly bleeds out. Stabbing them in the heart equals a quick death. But stabbing them in the gut prolongs the suffering. When I felt like he might be taking too long to fucking die, I sat on his face and smothered him with the twat he violated. Squeezed my thighs against his head and came on his face from the pleasure of torturing and murdering one of my abusers.

But I killed not only for me but for my new stripper who still can’t escape his clutches. I staged the room to look like he hired a hooker to party with and she killed him. They will look for a woman nobody saw. And if they do their due diligence, they might discover what a piece of shit he was to his stepdaughter. But she’ll have an airtight alibi because she was on stage dancing when I murdered her piece of shit abusing step daddy. Good riddance. Six more men to go.

Fantasy Phone Sex Focused on Murder is The Best

Dark Fantasy Phone Sex is an outlet I crave to offer. And here is where I can share my proclivity, my obsession. And much like Lady Bathory, my desire is virginal blood to bathe in.
Therefore, as the night sets in, I stalk the moonlit streets. My pale skin glows against the velvet blackness of night. And I seek a very specific kind of purity.
Ultimately, my hunger for the blood of virginal girls burns like a fever. As if I were a vampire that has only one life force. And for me, and for my ageless beauty, this is it.
First, I identify my prey. She is young and radiates an innocent light. Thus, her purity is a beacon to my dark desires.
Consequently, my sadistic phone sex instincts awaken. So, I move toward her with a predatory smile. And my hunger builds.

Dark Fantasy Phone Sex is Enticing in the Darkest Ways

Next, I lure her to take my hand. My powerful stare transfixes her into obeying.  Thus, my hypnotic aura strips away her will. So, she walks into my trap without a fight.
Suddenly, I bind her wrists in shackles once we enter my studio of sadism. Oh, how I enjoy the terror in her wide eyes. And the saltiness of the tears streaming down her sweet cheeks.
Then, I bring out my silver blade. And the edge is razor-sharp and thirsty, as am I. Therefore, I slice deep into her soft thigh with a slow, deliberate motion.
Now, crimson blood wells up and spills over. Eagerly, I gather the warm fluid in a golden basin. Meanwhile, I continue to make more slices into her arteries and masturbate as the blood flows.
Finally, I bathe in her fresh, virginal blood. Now, the necromantic energy surges through my pores. And I feel my youth renew, as my power multiplies.
Enticed and eager, I watch her fade into a pale corpse. Alas, my thirst is quenched for now and snuff sex has been had.
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