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Killer Phone Sex in the Winter Creates Beautiful Art as a Body Bleeds into the Snow

killer phone sexI love killer phone sex in the snow. And I enjoy slaughtering assholes, and bitches in fluffy white snow because I love how the blood drains out of their bodies into the white snow giving it a pink hue. Plus, you might not know this, but snow prolongs the torture and the pain. Keeps the body on ice. My victim’s breathing slows down, and the blood coagulates a little from the cold, which keeps them alive just a little bit longer. So, winter might be my favorite killing season.

Although I built a dungeon underneath my house with a tunnel that goes into the woods, for easy body disposal, I still enjoy my kill shack. Last night I took this bitch I picked up to my old kill shack an hour away. I inherited this old fishing cabin from my grandfather as a teenager. He used to take women there to torture them. Fuck them and then torture them. I think the sadistic phone sex gene skipped a generation. My parents seem awfully vanilla and boring. But grandpa made me a sadist just like him.

I met this girl Lynn at a bar. Not my usual bar, but a steam punk bar. And she didn’t belong. I watched a lot of people reject her. So, I started a conversation with her about her approach. And I questioned her motives. She hit on both men and women, but she just wanted somebody to buy her drinks.

I don’t think she really wanted to go home with anybody. Her attitude seemed a bit stuck up and bitchy. Although I did not plan to kill, she seemed perfect. Satan knows, I have killed for less.

Killing in the Snow is Artistic. I Love the Way Blood Drains into the White Snow.

So, I chatted her up and asked her if she wanted to go back to my shack. Enjoy some free alcohol and play some video games. For once I didn’t need to drug a bitch. This one came willingly with me. And after an hour at my kill shack in the woods, she realized I put something in her drink.

Just a little something to paralyze her. The mind still functions, but the body won’t move. I dragged her out into the snow and started slicing her up. And I told her she could scream as loudly as she wanted, but nobody would hear her. Not in the middle of nowhere surrounded only by trees and wildlife.

As I stabbed her and mutilated her breasts and her pussy, I watched her crimson red blood spill from her body, melting the snow around her. I think I just wanted to kill her so I could see something so beautiful as blood in the snow.

Suddenly, the snow all melted around her body creating a bloody snow angel effect. And it looked hypnotic to me. It took her two hours and 23 minutes to die. Perhaps not my normal kill. She didn’t do anything too offensive honestly. But I just wanted to kill in the snow.

I left her body right where I killed her because I slaughtered her close to the tree line. And I knew if I woke up in the morning, she would be gone. Nature accepts its role as my accomplice phone sex partner and thanks me by disposing of the bodies for me. By the drag marks, I think a bear got her. Another girl that will never be found because in 2 to 4 days, she will be nothing more than bear shit

Cock and Ball Torture Sex Serves as Excellent Revenge

torture sexOne of my fellow stripper sisters asked me to help her with some cock and ball torture sex last night. Revenge CBT. Her ex-boyfriend doxed her. We all use a stage name at the club, so he blasted her real name and her address and her phone number with her stage name and picture all over social media. Plus, he put up a few home movies they made together during their 10 years as a couple on some amateur porn sites.

Unlike me, she has family. And she does not want them to know what she does for a career. And she certainly does not want any of her family, including her son from a previous relationship, to see her naked on the Internet.

Luckily Facebook took down the pictures and the video quickly because they do not allow nudity. But she feels certain some mutual friends still saw his posts before Facebook pulled them. I jokingly told her he needed castration phone sex. And I guess she ruminated on it, called me up and said let’s do it.

Stripper sisters always have each other ‘s backs. So, I set the trap for him. Let him think that his ex’s hot stripper bestie wanted to fuck him since they broke up. Men can be so stupid. But in their defense, a lot of shady women do that to their best friends. Not me.

Strippers Stick Together and Get Revenge on the Men Who Wronged Us

He arrived at my place with a bottle of the cheapest wine he could find. My friend laid in wait. Perhaps I could’ve earned myself an academy award nomination for my performance last night. But I convinced him I wanted to fuck him. And as I kissed him just to distract him, I slipped some drugs in his wine glass. Drugs that would make him loosy goosy enough to subdue and torture.

When the roofie kicked in, my bestie made her appearance known. She kicked him in the groin as he laid passed out on the ground until the pain woke him up. But the drug made him too weak to fight or even get up. And I told him that I lied to him just to get him to my home. I let my friend tell him his list of offenses. And while she stripped him naked, I sharpened my knives.

If You Cannot Act Like a Man, You Don’t Deserve Your Balls

He pissed on my floor. What a fucking loser. Luckily, I had a tarp under him. But I did that because I suspected there would be blood, not piss. My friend trampled on his balls in her high heels. And I followed up with a vice grip used to deflate his testicles. This man would never fuck again.

And he would learn better break up behavior. He cheated on her. So, she broke up with him. That pissed him off so he doxed her and uploaded revenge porn. Personally, I never knew what she saw in him. Too much of a player and a bad boy for my tastes. But instead of telling her I told you so, I helped her castrate him.

And this taboo phone sex babe enjoyed an evening of deflating balls and cutting them off as revenge for revenge. We dragged his body on the tarp outside and left him in the rain. And we finished off the cheap bottle of wine he brought, laughed about him and he went to bed. Woke up in the morning and discovered he left. I don’t think he’ll go to the cops. Then he would have to admit what he did. Revenge feels so sweet. 

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Mommy All Men Want to Explore

rape phone sex fantasiesEven women have rape phone sex fantasies. True story. But most of us never really want men force fucking us. It’s more like a fantasy for us. Recently, I started hanging out with this guy I met at a dive bar. He likes to party. And so far, he seems generous with his cocaine. Apparently, he never minds sharing when presented with the right incentive. And so far, that’s been a blow job or a hand job.

The other night when we got together, he changed the terms. He wanted to fuck me. Fuck all my holes and fuck me roughly. I needed a fix. Lots of snow days in my near future. So, I didn’t have much choice. Not like I’m some angel. Far from it. But I knew in the back of my head men who escalate like that I should avoid. But I never avoid them. And that’s because the voice in my head that tells me I need to do anything for cocaine speaks louder than the voice in the back of my head that warns me of danger.

My new friend set me up. Got me hooked on his cocaine and his generosity then pulled the rug out from underneath of me. He wanted to make me a violent ass rape porn star. He filmed it and everything. Much like my stepson, he appears to enjoy a love-hate relationship with mommies.

I guess somewhere along the line his own mother fucked him up. And now I paid the price for her screwup. Personally, I think mothers should fuck their sons to prevent them from growing up sexually frustrated and angry at every mature woman who reminds them of mommy.

Men Love to Destroy Mommy’s Asshole and I Let Them

But I didn’t have any choice here. And I don’t just mean my addiction to cocaine. He threatened to expose me. If I did not let him explore his rape fantasies with my ass, he would tell my husband all the nasty things I’ve done for coke, including all the men I let fuck me for coke. Fuck I told this guy too much because I trusted him. And when I’m fucking high, if a man asks the right questions, I’m going to give him the truth. So, at some point, I told him how I get creative to get cocaine or money to buy cocaine.

The way I viewed it, he did not give me a choice. So, I did a line and put my ass up in the air so he could violate me. Did I mention his cock felt like a forearm. Seriously, when he started ravaging my asshole, I questioned if I felt his cock or his arm inside of me. He shredded my asshole. The entire time he forced fucked my ass he choked me, pulled my hair and slapped me too. Plus, I heard a lot of “I hate you mommy.”

He gave me some Coke. But if you ask me, not enough to compensate for what he did to my asshole. Once again, a man, angry at mommy, left my asshole prolapsed, battered, and bloody. Most days I hate being a taboo phone sex woman and wish I could be the typical soccer mom. But I don’t think that will ever happen.

Snuff Phone Sex Gains is More Popular on Holidays

snuff phone sexOn holidays, men call for snuff phone sex more. And my weekend stayed busy. I almost forgot about the holiday until somebody booked me to help him with his brat problem. We met on the dark net. And I like this guy. He seems equally as demented as me. Plus, he seems smart. Some of my clients appear to be so stupid that I wonder how they remember how to breathe. Most men think with their dicks

But this guy knew he couldn’t force fuck and kill his neighbor girl because suspicion would fall on him. So, he already picked himself out of surrogate. He didn’t need me to tell him how to keep him safe. In fact, I think the only reason he hired me was so I could help him dispose of the body and film the encounter. The surrogate lives two counties away. And he showed me both pictures. The surrogate appeared to be a dead ringer for the neighbor girl. I think he’s done this sort of thing before.

When we met to discuss his rape phone sex fantasies for a young girl, he did not even seem nervous. And his thinking appeared methodical. My kind of guy. He even rented a car and changed the license plates in case traffic cams spotted us. Plus, he bought us these high-tech hoodies that blur your face out on any traffic cams or doorbell cams. Modern technology is good but it’s also bad for criminals. More people get caught on doorbell cameras than any other way nowadays.

Fucking a Little Girl to Death Becomes Addicting to Men Like You

I found it easy to lure the little girl away. What a cute girl. I knew he would enjoy fucking her. She looked super tight. And super cute if you’re into that kind of thing. Personally, I hate brats. I find them obnoxious, needy, and germy. So, I never complain about helping men like you fuck something young and tender and afterwards disposing of her body for you. Since I still own my kill shack in the middle of the woods that nobody knows about, I took him there so he could enjoy her little tight holes while she could breathe still.

It’s also a great place to dispose of a body. The bears and the coyotes always seem happy for an offering. So, for a couple hours, my client just fucked this little bitch. Turned her into a ragdoll puppet. I mean this man could play for the NFL. He’s built solid and tall. His cock ravaged this little girl, literally split her little pussy in two. It looked like she gave birth to a bowling ball because he left a huge gaping hole.

If You Want to Fuck a Dead Girl, Let Me Kill Her For You First

As I suffocated her, he watched and jacked off. Then he dumped another load in her dead body. Hey, I don’t judge. If you’re into sex with dead bodies, go for it. Benefit, the bitch can’t run her mouth anymore. When I’m feeding a dead body to the wildlife out behind my kill shack, I never worry about cleanup. Nature becomes my accomplice. They never leave anything that could cause trouble for me or my client. My client’s DNA will never be found in bear shit.

I like the guy. Smart and twisted. The kind of man I don’t mind hunting with even for free. And not only did I gain a client, but I made an accomplice friend. So, this turned out to be a great assignment.

Fantasy Phone Sex Gives You a Taste for Virgin Young Pussy

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex seems more thrilling when we go dark. Taboo fantasies just make me horny. And as your accomplice, I enjoy making your fantasy seem as real as possible. Mark wanted a nice young girl to fuck. And he wanted the age where you look at a girl and you know she’s not quite a woman yet, but she’s not quite a little girl still either.

And I found a cute little ginger girl for him. Strawberry red hair with big green eyes and a tiny little body with barely any boobs yet. Training bra years. Does that get your dick hard too. It certainly made Mark ‘s cock hard. I brought that sweet piece of tender meat back to his rented cabin in the woods so he could finally fuck his dream girl.

When your rape phone sex fantasies build up for years you explode quickly inside of a tight virgin hole. But just as quickly as Mark came, he turned around and got hard again. That’s the power of a virgin pussy on a very young girl. I’ve seen it happen to the best of men.

I Can Make That Tight Young Virgin Pussy Feel Real on Your Cock

But during the second round with that sweet little thing, he lasted what I know felt like an eternity to her little pussy. He turned her into a rag doll puppet on his cock. He made that little girl fly in the air on his dick. And she needed a seat belt. I watched as she thrashed back-and-forth on his monster dick, knowing she likely wouldn’t survive the encounter. But she didn’t need to survive. You can find a lot of little girls just like her with the right accomplice like me.

So, I told him he did not need to treat her gently because I could replace her easily. And we could go even younger and tighter now that his dick knows how good it feels to have such a young girl wrapped around it. I’m sure I turned him into a little girl addict. He will want to make teen rape porn on a regular basis now. That happens when a wicked woman like me gives you a taste of how good it feels to finally fuck such a young piece of fuck meat.

Mutilation phone sex, because the bitch looks better bloody

Mutilation phone sexMutilation phone sex slave, ripe for the most unfathomable torments, lies before us. Her very existence is for us to enjoy and give her the ultimate degradation.

She’s so young and innocent, and we get the chance to annihilate her.

So, I slice her pretty little face with your cock down her throat. The crimson streams drizzle down her porcelain cheeks.

The mixture of tears and blood put a fire between my legs. I grind against her and hold her head down. Bitch is going to choke on your cock.

I really want to freak her out. I want every moment to be torment and terror. Therefore, I force the cold, unyielding barrel of my revolver against her head and ask her where I should put it. Her ass or her tiny bald pussy?

Poor little thing cries constantly. But she really loses it when she felt the gun in her cunt and heard the clicking as I press the trigger. As it turns out, that thing was loaded. I thought it’s empty, but there was one left in the barrel.

Good thing it didn’t go off. Her hole would have been too blown out for your cock. I’m glad we made it to the true carnal crucifixion. Every coaxing thrust of your cock into her torn, bleeding cunt filled me with orgasmic power.

Your cock inside her tiny ass made her want to end it all herself.

To get a little bitch like that to try and end it all was a new thrill for me. There she is, beating her head against the floor in a futile attempt to escape. I think I stopped her just in time. All that blood on her face made me pussy drool. Her blood, so sweet, it’s a shame she couldn’t hang out longer. The next one, we’ll be she

In the end, as I release my seed deep within her shattered womb, I am left with a sense of grim satisfaction. For in destroying this snuff sex slave, I have not only claimed her body, but shattered her very essence. She is no more than a husk, a vessel for my darkest desires, and in that lies her ultimate degradation.

 

 

Gangbang Rape Porn Pays for My Coke Habit

gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn pays my bills. Who am I kidding. I don’t have any bills. I just need to earn money for cocaine. And these sorts of rough sex movies pay very well. Even though sometimes they leave my body destroyed, I find it worth it. Obviously, some men treat me better than others. Last night I thought things might be going well. Two guys offered to pay me $500 to fuck them. And they seemed like normal guys. They didn’t look like snuff directors. I think they thought I was a hooker.

When we got back to their place, I realized they set me up. The house seemed full of men. Probably at least 50 men. Suddenly that $500 didn’t seem like very much if they expected me to service all their friends too. So, I said something. And they started punching me. Slapping me around and choking me too. The two men who picked me up in the bar and paid me the $500 made it clear that if I wanted to live, I would do whatever the fuck their friends wanted.

As Long As I Need Cocaine, I Will Be a Gang Bang Whore and a Human Toilet

Most of those men wanted to turn me into their private ass rape porn star. Men loved to force their cocks up my asshole. Not sure why. Perhaps regular women don’t give up the ass. I’m no regular woman. I’m a whore and I do anything for coke money. So, I sucked it up and let 50 men run a train on me. But they did a lot more than just fuck me. Most of these guys made me swallow their piss. Some of them slapped me and choked me. While others made me worship their assholes. I do not like being human toilet paper.

Although I hoped I would be paid more money, I did not expect it. If I got the $500 that they promised me, I would just suck it up and be a good whore. And I think they never met a better whore than me. Men love exploring their rape phone sex fantasies with this red headed suburban mommy.

Since I’m a druggie whore, I will continue to let men explore those fantasies. I’ll do anything for money. When I got home, I felt like a train ran over me. They did give me $500 but not a penny more. They should’ve paid me more, but I felt outnumbered. I did not want to lose my life. Not that day at least. So, I guess as long as I keep chasing cocaine, I will continue to put myself in dangerous gangbang situations.

What master wants master gets, do you have the bigger balls?

Taboo phone sex

When I’m getting brutally beaten I always think back to the time when my mom would pimp me out. I met so many fucks, from druggies to creeps, my mom kept me busy. That’s why I love torture so much today. Y’all call and ask, “is this ok”? Honey you don’t even need to ask, I just need to see action like my sick fuck, in the head crazy, master. You can talk all that mean evil sadistic talk but can you walk that walk?

Master’s been my sugar devil daddy for a long time now. Chained and choked on the daily. This seems to be his regular, keeping me submissive thing. Sick fuck tying me up by my ankles and neck. He always loves to tie my hands behind my back. Don’t get me wrong boo, I get turned on too. The rage and red in his face makes my tight little pussy race.

I’m master’s property, I’m his bondage bitch…

“Did you shave like I asked you to Belle?” I open my legs and let you inspect. My weight, make up, hair and body gotta be in check otherwise it’s a beatdown bloody mess. Master broke me in when I was so young and barely legal. He’s got a deep dick control on me, more then other any fuck that’s raged on me in the past.

He uses chains, outfits, roleplay and mechanics. Even devil dr., putting my feet in stirrups and aborting our sick fuck whore slut baby. He doesn’t give a fuck and takes any chance, even if that means that my slut life is in danger. There’s no boundaries with him until I’m left raw red and bleeding. Cum call me and tell me you can rip me the fuck up too. Master’s always willing to share, just as long as he can watch film even clamp my tits. He wants to remind me during the whole experience that he’s the alfa and I’m the slave.

Fantasy phone sex

Taking advantage of my teeny tiny kitty is what I need. Vanilla and general fucking don’t make me moist until you choke me, drug me, make me fearful. I love getting knocked the fuck out to the point I cum crawling for more. Mommy stood proud as I reached up for her hand, “mommy make him stop” before I learned how to get rammed.

My ass is master’s stomping ground, but it could be yours if you got it in you? 

Master’s a sick fuck. Putting me on my stomach or bending me over. Sticking his cock in my ass then throating me on the daily too. Ass to mouth or bunghole gaping I love it all and it could be yours to abuse too. I’ve been widened since I was a young one. If there’s not a finger up my ass while my sloppy snatch is getting torn, then that’s not savage humiliation fucking. My pretty pussy prefers the pain. Let me be your anger and rage come back get it out sick fuck gain. 

Castration Phone Sex is What I Do Best

castration phone sexCastration phone sex I do best. So many men do not deserve their nuts. Let me reiterate, something gentleman, your balls are a privilege not an entitlement. And I only consider you a man if you sport a big cock and big nuts. So many men run around with big dick energy, with only a little knob between their legs.

Men like that I loathe. Over the weekend, a dip shit ran into the back of my car because he decided to look at his phone instead of the car ahead of him. And he missed the stoplight. But instead of apologizing or even asking me if I felt OK after he rammed me from behind, he went off on me. He did not appreciate my sarcasm. But I match energies. You act like a dick, and I will act like a bitch.

But I have experience with men like him. And I refused to succumb to his bullying. When the cops arrived, they forced him to give me his address so we could work out the insurance stuff amongst ourselves. However, the cop issued him a ticket for distracted driving causing an accident at a stoplight. So, I began plotting my revenge.

Men with Big Dick Energy Rarely Have Big Dicks

And two days later, he received the worst cock and ball torture sex of his life. Not only did I deflate his worthless balls, but I cut them off too. Although I wanted to kill him, I decided a life without balls would be better punishment. Every day he goes to piss, he will be reminded that his piss poor behavior resulted in the loss of his ball privileges.

Oh, did I make it hurt. I squeezed his balls making sure to dig my long nails into his flesh. Then I put hat pins through his ball sack and used a sounding device on his worthless dick. When I sliced off his balls, I joked that at least now his cock looked bigger.

Of course, his cock measured 3 inches. Most men with that big dick energy overcompensate for something. I made a bloody mess of his bed. You would be surprised how much a man bleeds when you slice off a testicle. But I sliced off two testicles. He didn’t deserve to have two or even one. I wanted him to feel the pain and the loss of his manhood.

Men Can Live without Testicles

I did not fear he would go to the police. Most men will never report this sort of thing for fear of embarrassment. Plus, I did my research. I compiled a long list of women willing to come forward and accuse him of force fucking them in various stages of too drunk to consent. All those women would testify against him in a heartbeat if he went to the police.

And I have connections everywhere. So, I told him if he ended up in prison, I would make sure men anally tortured him daily. Little bitch boys like him do not survive in prison for long. But he can survive without his balls.

So, he could choose to live without his balls and never go to the police or live without his balls and be black men’s ass rape porn star daily for years in prison. He chose wisely. I gave him a neat castration which felt like more than he deserved. But he will never fuck another woman. He will never masturbate again or procreate either. And he no longer sports big dick energy because I took the wind out of his sails quite literally.

Bloody phone sex to hail Satan & fuck God

Bloody phone sexBloody phone sex summons our true Master’s malevolent energies. You must shed the shackles of modesty and embrace the most extreme perversions!

Hail Satan, Fuck God, breed me for Satan’s army!

You and I will be entwined by the agony of our victims and the ecstasy in between our legs. My pussy needs a cock soaked in virgin blood to cum! In this unholy union, we can harness the powers of our Dark Lord, channeling his strength through the raw, carnal act.

A sacrifice must be a servant of God, one of those mindless bible humpers who think God’s love can save them. We will show that it will not happen.

Their cries of torment will have to escalate if we want to raise Hell. I’ll chop off a leg and guide your cock in her stump. You must pump your cock in the bloody stump as hard as possible. Each limb I chop off will be followed by your cock penetrating her.

Each amputation helps us cast a spell for unlimited power and life. Don’t you feel it growing within you? Hail Satan, fuck God, hail Blasphemy sex! You came to this snuff dungeon lusting to be a God, well now here you are, your bloody cock in my mouth, and demon blood flowing through your veins.

You slaughtered and defiled an innocent soul. Was it worth it? You know you will forever be Satan’s soldier, and you will have to be soaked in blood if you want to be blessed by Satan!

You never lose the taste for blood. It becomes an addiction, and the purer the blood, oh, how sweet it is! That kind of energy is God-like! If you are genuinely dedicated to Satan, make that dick cum in my bloody pussy. Let’s breed our own demon baby to destroy God’s work! We will bring Hell on Earth and live in debauchery for eternity!