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“Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who’s the most evil snuff phone sex slut of all?” That would be me, mother fucker. As you’re out having fun, I’m watching you. Don’t think for a moment that you are safe with other people. I will find a way to get you.
Ask me what my favorite phone sex is and I will say Accomplice phone sex. Having a willing partner is always hot and the bloody sex is so good. Together we are creatures of the night and we will get our prey. You will know that hell exists when you fall into our clutches.
Last week was a good example. A cheating whore needed a lesson. She had been out flaunting her shit and spreading her legs for the last time. We yanked her out of a car as she was getting banged in the backseat. Breathless and naked, she begged for her life. I drove her far out into the woods where her BF could find his revenge. He punched her in the face over and over as he drove his cock into her cheating cunt. I held a knife to her throat and made little slices as he got closer to orgasm. As his cock blew, I cut her windpipe and jugular. Her death twitch milked out every drop of his cum. She gurgled as her lifeblood soaked the leaves. He and fucked right there in the gore of her carcass, rolling on the bloody foilage. After we smoked a fat one, he fucked her lifeless body one last time. I fingered myself in glee as I got off on his necrophila. We were so turned on that we went out searching for another victim. We found a tasty young teen who had run away from home. We tore her to bloody pieces, leaving her for the animals, after we clubbed her with a car jack. Stay tuned for the rest of the story in my next blog.
Revenge is mine, sayeth Natasha. Oh, I do love me some revenge. I was never one to believe in Karma. I am Karma and I will get you personally. I remember well my favorite revenge scenario. He was a cheating bastard. He fucked me and my best friend, telling each of us that we were the only one. I was young and stupid but we figured it out. She and I got together and arranged for him to meet us. I hid, all dressed up like a dungeon mistress. She asked him why he lied to us and when he lied again, I walked out. His face turned all white as I slapped the cuffs on him. We led him to the basement where we took turns kicking him in the balls. He was bawling and begging. I remember how wet my pussy got. We didn’t kill the miserable jerk but by the time we were done with him, he would never fuck anyone again. Now that I’m older, however, I don’t feel the same. If you fuck me over, you die. Plain and simple. Slowly, painfully, and with lots of blood.
Friday the 13th. My favorite day of the year when freaks like me can run free and commit crimes. Hey, everyone expects the evil ones to be out tonight and who is more wicked than this teen torture slut? Gonna find me a nice victim, maybe some drunk who staggers off into the dark. Sex doesn’t matter. I’ll entice him with my charms, my tits, and promise of some pussy. Men are soo easy. Then it’s off to my place for some hardcore CBT and castration fun. I’ll get that dick nice n hard before I slaughter it. Makes it so much more bloody that way. I’ll flog that cock, beat it until it spurts blood before chopping it off and feeding it to the dog. No one pays attention to screams on Friday the 13th. So before you decide to go out and play tonight, say a prayer for your own soul. Because if I am the one to find you, I will show no mercy and no amount of begging will make me spare your worthless carcass. Only the coyotes will know what happened to your body, and they will never tell.
I banged her head on the floor so hard that I felt her skull crack. It’s just so easy to kill. You were laughing your ass off stroking your cock. I knew that you were excited. Necrophilia was your favorite thing. You liked me to get them right on the edge of death in a violent fashion. Once her eyes rolled back and her breaths were swallow, it was your turn. You loved the feeling of “fucking her to death.” You rammed your cock in every hole, listening for that faint last moan and your favorite “death rattle.” As she began to cool, you got even more turned on, warming her carcass with spurts of cum. You were just as evil as me. We had just found this little victim as she came home from school. Such a petite blonde beauty cluttering up this world. She just begged to be taken. One little opportunity is all it takes, people, and you too could be the fuck meat on my slab.
If you can’t take evil, wicked, bloody, and dead, better leave my blogs now. I am far from normal and so are you. Let’s violate, plunder, beat, and kill. Who’s on your mind tonight?
Let me introduce myself and explain what makes me tick. I’m Natasha and torture is my game. I love accomplice phone sex and making people bleed. I don’t discriminate against age, sex, or race. All dead is all good. Having a friend like you makes me expand my need for violence. Together we make the perfect accomplice team to get the job done and believe me, no job is too small. Whether you want to kidnap and violate that little tease, torture and castrate your boss, or make a cheating slut bleed out slowly, you can count on my help. Nothing is too extreme so don’t be afraid to share it. I enjoy your need for punishment and revenge. My pussy gets soaking wet when I hear a victim beg for mercy. I feel no remorse for killing, only for letting the worthless suck up my air and be allowed to breed. Are you ready to play judge and executioner? that day is here and all losers must die. Who will it be today? Only you can tell me.
This is just a little taste of what I provide. Stay tuned for more graphic and bloody blogs.
He and I made such a good match. He told me he was into odaxelagnia. One who is sexually aroused by biting or being bitten. Mmmmm. I was immediately intrigued. I could tell that he would make a good accomplice.
We set out to find our victim. Young and pretty, with a long slender neck that begged to be bitten. I knew exactly where to look. The local YMCA gave gymnastic and dance classes to low income girls. Poor little impoverished girls who wanted to be ballerinas but their parents didn’t give a shit about them. We sat in the car and watched them all leave on foot until we saw the one. She was tall and slim with a beautiful. He got such a hard-on just watching her. She was easy to pick up as it was raining outside and she needed a ride.
He was already biting her on the way home, making her neck bleed as he rubbed his cock all over her in the backseat. My pussy got wet watching them and I could barely wait to join in. We never did make it to the house. “Pull off in the woods.” he moaned. We dragged her out on the ground and ripped off her dance outfit revealing a bald cunny. She was taut and toned. I had her head in my lap as he drove his cock into her over and over, biting her neck and making her bleed. He kissed me and I sucked the blood from his lips. “Help me, Natasha. I’m gonna cum.” I grabbed her hair and stretched out her neck. He bit deeply into her throat as she screamed for her God. I came hard as I heard her gurgle in her own blood. He screamed, his mouth bloody, blasting his jizz all over her dead body.
Next time, we’re getting a man so he can fuck him in the ass as I gnaw on my victim’s cock. Hey, a girl has to have her fun too!!!
Black magic and voodoo spells. Don’t fuck with what you don’t understand. They’ll take your heart, your soul, your life. Just the way I like it. I had mixed up a new batch of shit that I called Euphoria 666. It was my own special blend and I needed to test it on a human subject. It was a mixture of mind-bending herbs, a drug that exploded the sex drive, a paralyzing agent, and one special ingredient that jacked up the blood pressure. It was time to hunt.
I picked him up at a local dive. He was half lit and horny. He followed me home like an obedient mongrel. I fixed him a drink and he downed it in one gulp. I watched closely as my potion took effect.
His eyes grew big as it kicked in and he found himself almost unable to move except for his fingers, toes, and eyes. His cock began to rise until it was almost purple with blood. His face was red and he was sweating. His eyes begin to dart back and as the demons in his mind came out to play. He screamed out loud only to be silenced by me stuffing a dirty rag in his mouth.
I had created a human dildo. A man that could be used for sex who then self-destructed. I could do anything I wanted to his cock. I teased him with my tongue as the veins on his nutsac began to expand. He choked underneath the rag as I stroked his hyper-swollen fuckstick. Perfect. A cock with no brain and no defense. He was so hard now that blood began to ooze out of his dickhead along with precum. I knew that if he wasn’t forced to cum soon, he would explode. That thought turned me on as I poked his balls with my stiletto. His eyes were bulging along with the veins in his forehead. I lowered my pussy onto his shaft and gave him several strokes before walking away. A whine came from his throat as he tried to move.
He exploded. I don’t mean just his cock. I mean his entire fucking head. Chunks rained back down onto his carcass where his cock was still pulsating, a chunk of meat with no body. I laughed and dipped my finger into the blood to taste it. I forgot to make an antidote. Now I’d have to start all over with another man. Oh well, men are trash. I had just created the perfect one. A Bic lighter of a man who could be used and disposed of. Imagine how much fun women could have with my potion. Fuck him and watch him explode. No more relationship problems for us!!
Let’s play a game. I’ll give you 5 minutes to hide and then I’m coming from you. You cheated on me and you know how I feel about that. Your little slut is already dead, hacked into pieces and fed to the dogs that roam the streets. I tortured her for 3 days, cutting her from pussy to ass, making her beg for her life. I stomped her face in before suffocating her with my bare hands. It was sweet revenge. She was fun but you are the one I want to see in pain. I think CBT and then castration so you can never populate the world with your spawn.
I like to hear you whimper as I place your cock in the vise. You don’t need it, you spineless worm. You think you can fuck any women out there while you were mine. I’m a jealous bitch. I warned you when we met that I’d kill you if you ever cheated on me. Placing my stiletto boot on your nutsac, I love the way you whine and try to get away. Sorry, lover boy. Youa’re gonna lose those balls before you join your girlfriend in the pits of hell. Or maybe you can spend your life as a eunich, servicing men as an ass-pussy faggot.
I tighten the vice and you scream. I’m leaving it this way until your balls turn purple from no blood flow. I want them to swell like they did when you fucked her. I hope it was worth your life, you piece of shit. I don’t get heartbroke. I get revenge.
Your nuts are good and purple now as I pull my blade. I won’t even flinch as I hack off your manhood and let you bleed out on the floor. You scream as I cut deeply. You call out to God. Haha, there is no God for sinners like you. My pussy is soaking and I will cum as you twitch for the last time.
I finally trapped the monster who stole my car and it’s gonna be a Good Friday he won’t live to forget. I’ve starved him in my dungeon for only a week now with nothing but vinegar to drink. I’ve made him jerk off 25 times for my amusement. Teach that fucker to leave condom wrappers in my car. He’s crazy with fear and hunger, willing to say anything I tell him to live. I fuck with him, making him renounce his God, though he isn’t even Christian.
I put a rope around his wrists and drag him outside, 200 acres away from civilization. I walk him in circles, kicking him. Knocking him down over and over. Hey, what better way to celebrate Easter than a good old fashioned re-enactment of the Play. I kick him in the teeth and he is drooling blood. Unlike Christ, his crown is one of barb wire, with sharpened steel spikes that spear the flesh, digging in clear to the brain. I’ve driven tacks into his sandals so that each step draws blood, calling the fire ants. I grab my riding crop and cut lashes into his back. I hate fucking thieves. I’m feeling demented and creative. I see an old landscape timber rotting in the grass. I make him pick it up and carry it over his head. I feel giddy with religious energy. The effort makes him cry and beg. The fire ants are climbing his bloody rags now, biting him, taking to their special hell.
You didn’t really think I was gonna nail him to a cross, did ya? That’s so cliche. I’m just gonna nail some spikes into a 2×4 and knock him across the head with it. Leave the asshole lying there in the dust. Let the fireants and the varmints to do the rest. Aint no justice like MY justice.
Some call me evil. That’s such a pretty world. What I really am is a scavenger. I pluck those less fortunate souls off the street that no one will miss. I started with homeless but they are so pitiful. Then I moved on to the dregs of society. Cheaters, whore, dealers, and criminals. They are the really fun ones because they can never believe that they were caught in my net. I kill them slowly, one piece at a time.
Castration, multilation, asphyxiation are all great fun. You have a grudge against someone who needs to die? Let me share of the wicked things I have done in the past and you can tell me who needs to die. I’ll make your victim call out for mercy from her God, who doesn’t exist.
For even more fun, let’s do a 2 girl call with a submissive slut. She will scream and beg for mercy which makes my pussy so wet. I’ll bet your cock can’t handle it either. https://submissivewhore.com/girls/
Be my blood-soaked accomplice, my bone-breaking Reaper, my cock with spikes and daggers. Once you learn to kill, there will never be a greater thrill ….except maybe fucking the still warm body of the dead.