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Bloody Phone Sex is a Killer Good Time

bloody phone sexWant to have a bloody phone sex good time? I do mean bloody. I am not for the faint at heart. I have been called a gore whore for a reason. I love the site of blood. It is an aphrodisiac to me. I got a taste of blood as a schoolgirl. My first kill, I rarely talk about, but that is not because I am worried about getting caught or anything. I know there is no statute of limitations on murder, but I know no one will ever be able to find me and make anything stick. I rarely talk about it because it was messy and impulsive. I had not yet become the stone-cold killer I am now. I am a snuff porn queen now. Back then, however, I was still learning my way. My grandfather was the only person I ever trusted. He helped shape my sadistic mind. I told him that I had stabbed a bully to death, and I needed help covering up my crime. He was not mad at me. He disposed of her body for me and made it so she would never be found. To this day she is still listed as a missing person. She had lured me into the woods near where I lived and taunted me. I had a small knife on me, and I stabbed her in the juggler. Blood spurted everywhere and covered me. She took a long time to die, but I watched in awe of all the blood and her pain. The bitch had it coming, but I panicked afterwards. My grandpa cleaned up my mess. But that was the one and only time anyone had to clean up my mess because my grandpa helped me become a stone-cold killer phone sex bitch after that. He was a masterful killer himself. Very prolific and never caught. I am his progeny. The days of impulsive killing are long behind me. I got a taste for blood on that first kill, but now I know how to kill without ever being caught. And I can take the risk for you so neither of us get caught.

Castration Phone Sex is for Tiny Dicked Losers Just Like You

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Castration phone sex is my jam. I love cutting off balls and even dicks. Guys approach me all the time on and off the phone to do for them what they are too weak to do for themselves. I did my first castration when I was 18. I did not plan on doing it, but this loser was forcing himself on me. I kept thinking if he was trying to force fuck me, who else was he trying to fuck against their will too. I always have a knife on me. That time it was hiding in my bra. It was a small knife, but it was all I needed. I remember the first time I had torture sex with a guy’s genitals like it was yesterday. It gave me a taste for cock and ball torture. Now, I am a junk removal extraordinaire. I will cut off your balls and your dick for any reason at all. Men who try to force fuck me are top of the list, however. Second in line though are all the men with worthless peckers who think they have what a woman needs. You cannot have a big ego with a tiny wiener.  That is not how things go. Men are not superior to me. Men with smalls dicks are not superior to anyone. I will say though many small dicked men know they are inferior and they seek me out to help them do what they cannot muster the guts to do themselves. Leo is my latest client. He got the castration chair last night. I was gentle with him. Gentle to me just means giving a guy a pill to dull the pain. It must hurt like a bitch when a taboo phone sex chick like me whacks off your testicles, and even your dick too. I left his cock. He can still pee like a normal dude, but no more erections for him. What about you? Are you able to admit your inferiority yet? I will take your balls and I will enjoy doing it.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Produces the Most Perfect Holiday Meal

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex is perfect for Thanksgiving. I hunt my meal in August because for the best meal, you must prep the meat and that takes time. I found a nice meal coming out of a bar drunk one night. A college girl with some meat on her bones, which is hard to find nowadays. Most college girls look so anorexic. She was the perfect meal. She had just the right enough meat on her bones. She had natural hair. No tattoos. No implants. In a world of plastic Barbie Dolls, it can be a challenge to find an organic meal. I did not know how perfect she was until I brought her home and inspected her. If she had fake boobs and lots of hidden tats, I would have sold her to this sex trafficker I know. He loves white coeds. They go for great money. This one was all mine, however. She was going to feed me for all the holidays, and most of the winter months too. I spend most of the winter months in my kill shack in the woods. It is off the beaten path. No one knows how to get there. I am alone with the wild animals, but it is the perfect place for snuff porn. No one can hear the screams. No one can smell the flesh cooking but the wild animals. This girl has been screaming her head off from my basement on and off since I got her. I have been giving her butter baths daily to soften her skin. I have detoxed her and fed her healthy meals, so she is tastier. Hannibal Lector would be proud of me.  There is a lot of prep in Thanksgiving meals. But I out did myself. She soaked all night in a special sauté. Now, she is slow roasting over an open flame.  She may be my best meal yet.  I have a huge freezer to cut up and store what I do not eat. That means you can have some of my leftovers. I took a little taste as I was cooking her, and man, this is going to be the best killer phone sex meal I have ever had. Care to join me?

Knife Play Phone Sex is a Bloody Good Time with Me

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Knife play phone sex is bloody fun. I love to stab, slice, cut and disfigure. I saw this little girl playing by herself at the park and was suddenly filled with rage. She looked like an angel; the kind of girl P men would love to fuck. But she represented to me all that is evil in little girls. She was flirting with the daddies in the park. Even at her young age, she knew her tiny little body could garner attention. This was a future gold digging, cock teasing slut who would grow up to be the kind of woman who gives other women a bad name. I had to stop her in her tracks before she could do more damage. I had killer phone sex impulses right then, but I curtailed them until I could get her alone. I am stealth and I am patient. It is a struggle most days though to show restraint, but restraint keeps me out of prison. I followed the girl home, so I would know where she lived. I waited. I plotted. And when the timing was right, I stole her right from her bedroom in the middle of the night. I took her to my kill shack, and I mutilated her little body for shits and giggles. I sliced off her nipples. I cut off her labia lips. I carved a W in her flat belly to remind her that she is a whore. I took pride in disfiguring the little cunt. I could have killed her quickly, but there is no fun in a quick and painless death for me. I like the suffering of others. I get off on the pain and tears of young girls. Do you? Honestly, I could have used a male accomplice. Sure, I had fun torturing the cunt with my knife. I eventually killed her and fed her to the wild animals but having an accomplice phone sex partner is always way more fun for me.

Snuff Movies are My Foreplay to Murderous Fun

snuff moviesSnuff movies are my foreplay. I am not the typical girl. I do not need men as lovers. Sure, a nice cock feels good, but I have a battery operated boyfriend who does the job for me. Men are complicated. They get attached to me and I cannot have that. I do not need a stalker. I do no even need a lover. I need an accomplice though. Men are great partners in crime. I really enjoy hunting with an equally sick man. I was watching snuff flicks last night. Watching girls get slaughtered and fucked, turned me on. I had to hunt for pussy. I wanted to sink my knife into tender age flesh and see the bright red blood. I can kill on my own. I do it all the time, but I do not do damage to those puffy bald mounds like you can. I want to watch a man explore his rape phone sex fantasies with young girls. I want you to be my accomplice.

You were not available, so I went with Ted. He was this guy I met on the dark net. He expressed a desire to fuck something young and hairless. I reached out to him. We struck up an online friendship. He decided last night we should meet, and I told him to cum over. I had a little slut already picked out for us. I had already kidnapped her from a different state. She has been in my dungeon for a few days. I just needed the right accomplice to turn her into a teen rape porn star. He was everything I hoped he would be. He was tall, handsome and sadistic like me. He enjoyed fucking her.  He ruined her tiny fuck holes. If I was going to let her live, she would have required stitches. But I told him to destroy her because she was going to be coyote food. I need men like him in my life. I love to kill but I love to watch men destroy tiny holes with their cocks just as much. Game to hunt with me?

Knife Play Phone Sex Gives Me More Ways To Kill and Torture a Loser

knife play phone sexI love knife play phone sex. A knife is my best friend. It is my weapon of choice. I will always pick a knife to kill you with. It takes more skill to kill with a knife than a gun. I can kill with a knife. I can torture with a knife. I can castrate with a knife too. That is my favorite thing to do with a knife. Balls are overrated. I think they are a privilege that should be revoked by women like me. When I met Toby at the bar, I knew he was a tool. I saw him spiking women women’s drinks. I watched and waited for my opportunity. I am stealth. While he was spiking a woman’s drink, I spiked his. I always carry drugs on me because you never know when you must drug a tool or a young cunt. Anyway, I hit on him. I distracted him from the Goth babe he was trying to drug. I could have made him a snuff porn star. I decided to cut off his balls instead. It is a permanent reminder of how bad actions have consequences like losing your balls. When we were in his car, I made him think I was going to give him head. When I was near his balls, I pulled out my knife and sliced them off. He never saw it coming. He was screaming in pain. He was bleeding too. Normally, when I castrate a man, I will cauterize the wound. It will be nasty, but there will not be so much blood. This guy was a predator. He deserved the pain and the disfiguration of an impromptu castration. I am no patron saint of women, but he was in my bar. He was drugging my Goth friends. He was an outsider. You want to drug and fuck women, go to some coed bar. I will even help you. I am goth teen phone sex bitch, however. You come into my bar, drugging my people, you will lose your junk. I have castrated men for far less.

Blasphemy Phone Sex Because The Devil is More Fun

blasphemy phone sexBlasphemy phone sex is popular. Personally, I do not believe in anything I cannot see and understand. I do not understand these fools who give their money and souls to the church. Stupid. I mean you are letting some mouthpiece drain your wallet for the promise of something better in the afterlife? What about something better now? I love to break into churches and desecrate them. I had an accomplice on Saturday night. We destroyed this local church that wants to put women back in the dark ages. The preacher is some Pentecostal tyrant who believes women should be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. I did some research on him. Stalked him for months and found out all sorts of unsavory things about him. He is embezzling money from his stupid flock to pay for hookers. My friend and I decided to expose him. We had blasphemy sex in the pews first. Fucked our brains out and left cum and piss all over the church. We destroyed the Bibles. Word of God? Bullshit. Word up, Satan. Evil is here on earth and should be celebrated. I mean the devil has more fun, right? The preacher busted us, so we had to kill him. He was in the church with his hired whore. He was desecrating his own church with a rent a whore. We killed them both and left their bodies on the alter like a ritualistic sacrifice to Satan. We positioned them naked. I wanted to shock the stupid flock when they came in to worship the next day. We gutted them both like pigs. Blood, organs, and guts were all over the alter. It was a bloody phone sex massacre. The church smelled like death. It looked like something out of a snuff flick. Maybe the flock will know what a false prophet their leader was and come over to the dark side. The Devil is more fun.

Snuff Movies Can be Inspired by Hollywood Horror Films

snuff moviesI am a snuff movies and chill kind of girl. I do not watch sappy ass chick flicks or romance movies. I need violence and gore. I was told this new horror film Terrifier 2 was so disturbing that people were puking and leaving the theater. I knew it was not a snuff flick. I also knew it would not be as violent as anything I have done before too. It was a Hollywood movie. Special effects might be gory, but no way this film would be too violent for me, however. I have yet to see a film too violent for me. I don’t think anything could be too violent for me. I have made some pretty gory snuff porn in my life too. I went to see this film knowing the movie would not be as good as the hype. Terrifier 2 was good, but it was not too gory for me. Art the Clown may be my spirit animal though. He just hates all people, and he is brutal as fuck. He gave me some inspiration for my next kills. I mean this killer clown castrated a dude. He poured acid on women’s faces. He dismembered folks. He even gutted his victims and pulled out their beating harts and ate them. His is a sick mother fucker. Right up my alley, but Art the Clown is fiction. Venus the Bitch, is all real folks. I decided to get some acid. I mean it would be fun to disfigure some stuck up cunt who thinks her looks alone will get her by in life. I was all set to use the acid on this dumb cunt I saw, when a fucking jack ass thwarted me. I decided I would fuck him up, but I wanted to put the acid on his cock not his face. I made him think I was going to blow him in the parking lot. As if I would ever blow some tool in a parking lot, but it got his pants down.  I tossed the acid on his worthless junk, and it was better than castration phone sex! I mean the flesh burned off his cock and balls. It was like his junk was melting. He passed out and went into shock. I poured more on him for shits and giggles and watched his body turn into a pile of mush. I have a taste for a new level of sick torture now.

Bloody Phone Sex is Always Off the Charts on Halloween

bloody phone sexTonight, the bloody phone sex will be off the charts. This is the one night of the year that this murderous bitch can blend in well with others and kill undetected. There are so many people in costume, that I blend right in. Last Halloween, I killed a lot of stupid bimbos. I plan to up my number this year. The stupid bimbos appear to be out in droves already. I hate stupid bimbos. You know the kind I am talking about too, right? They dress like little whores, cock tease the men, then act all righteous when a guy gets a boner looking at them in their slutty clothes. Like what the fuck, whore? You cannot prance around half naked all the time and expect men to not want to fuck you. Know your audience, cunt. You will never see me dressed like a whore or acting like one either because I do not want that kind of attention. Men still want me because they think I am a challenge. They think I am playing some sick game with them, but that is not who I am. I do not try to attract attention. I want to blend in and not be remembered. Makes it much easier kill as a snuff porn bitch that way. No one remembers the quiet Goth chick.

I have already stalked a few places that will have a high bimbo concentration tonight. I know the bars and the parties that will have the most drunk bimbos to torture and fuck. The problem is this year, I have no accomplice. Maybe you could help me prey on some dumb cunts? Sure, I can kill bimbos with no help. Last Halloween, I killed close to 60 bimbos all by myself. I can only kill them though. I can make it very painful and bloody, but the real fun is ruining their fuck holes first. And that is where you come in. What do you think? Want to fuck up some bitches together? Be my accomplice phone sex partner so we can put some dumb cunts in their places tonight which is in an early grave.

Snuff Phone Sex Accomplice Venus Will Make You a Killer

snuff phone sexI love snuff phone sex. I am a killer of a bitch. I mean that both figuratively and literally, LOL. I can roleplay killing all day long, but I can kill all day too. I hate people. I am a loner. I have no tribe of friends I hang with. No loyalty to anyone. The one person I ever really liked was my grandpa and he died 10 years ago. He was just like me. A misfit. A sadist. A loner. A killer. He taught me everything I know about how to get away with murder. I can teach you too. I have this guy who hired me to be his accomplice to kill this little whore who dick teases him. Turns out he wants to be like me.  He wants to be a killer and not just on killer phone sex calls. He has homicidal impulses like me. I think most people do, but they lack the balls to do. Once your kill your first victim though, you get a taste for blood. I knew he had potential because when we killed his little cock teasing neighbor girl, I did not have to do it all. When guys hire me to be their accomplice, I am often the one doing it all. I do the killing and the disposal of the body. Plus, I am the one who kidnaps the victim too. Usually, my accomplices are just fucking the little slut and I do everything else. I do not mind. That is what I am paid for, and I do love to kill, but Christopher really took initiative. He did it all. He brought her to me. He force fucked her tiny holes like she was a teen rape porn star. He killed her. He even fucked her dead body and fed her to the coyotes. He showed no fear. He is a stone cold killer like me. He just needs me to hone his skills. What about you? Are you a stone cold killer too?