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Accomplice Phone Sex Date

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex makes my pussy drip. Honestly, I am not an overly horny woman. I am not on Tinder or dating sites. It is not that I do not have sexual needs. It is that vanilla sex and boring men do nothing for me. Ever. I need violence. The sight of blood arouses me sexually. What can I say? I am a very dark girl. Sex with me is usually a threesome but one of the threesome is usually dead or about to be dead. I like to murder young girls on date night. You think I am joking but I never joke about snuff sex. I had a date with a man last night. I cannot tell you where or his name because we did some very bad things to a hot teen slut. She had it coming. She was hitchhiking on the highway late at night. She fell right into our laps. Over dinner, we were talking about the perfect victim. Thin, no tits or not much for tits, no pussy hair, blonde or red hair and looking like a cock tease. It was like Satan heard our prayers and wanted to help. We passed a blonde, skinny girl with no tits on side of the highway trying to hitch a ride. Stupid girl thought nothing about getting in the car with us. Neither of us looked like the couple next door. Unless maybe you lived next door to the Addams family, LOL. She was not going anywhere but out of town. We told her we could take her to a cabin where we were going to fuck and get high. She wanted to party. We let her get high before my partner in crime, ripped her clothes off and fucked her. I mean tore her pussy up. Blood everywhere. Little trailer park trash was a virgin. Well, at least she did not die one. He fucked all her holes, then I slit her throat and we fucked in her blood. It was the hottest date ever. Maybe not for her though.


Cannibalism Phone Sex Thanksgiving

cannibalism phone sexI have a secluded cabin in the woods for cannibalism phone sex. Think Wrong Turn sans the inbred rural hillbillies. Every Thanksgiving, I host a special Thanksgiving dinner there. It is just me and several special friends who share my preference for human flesh. I have had a girl in the basement seasoning for a week. When you find the right meal, you grab her. When pretty coeds go missing around my parts, no one finds the remains. Authorities think the girls ran off with a boyfriend or got kidnapped for the sex trade. They never suspect cannibalism because that shit only happens in the movies, right? I entertained a couple this weekend at the cabin for an early Thanksgiving meal. A couple paid me handsomely to taste human flesh. They knew my reputation for girl meat. I eat men too, but girl meat is that tender white meat that makes a succulent meal. My dinner meal had natural hair; natural boobs; she was in good shape with a little meat on her ass and thighs. She had no tattoos and did not appear to tan. Plus, she was under 30 which means she will taste delicious. I like to have my guests help in the meal preparation. Our meal was out of the basement, naked and strapped to a picnic table. Dinner was freshly washed too. Our meal just needed seasoned, tenderized and cooked. We seasoned her with a paprika, pepper, pineapple marinade. When you combine the three ingredients over an open flame, you get a smoky, sweet flavor. This special seasoning absorbs into the skin well when grilled over an open fire. An apple in the mouth, even marinade all over the body and a large shish kabob pole through the meat to tun it evenly and you have a perfect Thanksgiving meal.  Smelling her flesh as she grilled was intoxicating. Our meal was once a 5’6 140-pound girl, so there were plenty of leftovers. I carved the remaining meat off the bones and sent them home some leftovers. I have another girl on ice downstairs for Thursday if you want to join me for a meal to die for.

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Thankful for Snuff Sex

snuff sexI am thankful for snuff sex. I have been hunting for my special thanksgiving meal for weeks and I found her. A natural beauty. College age girl with natural boobs. Natural hair (no dye) and a little meat on her bones. Today, it is rare to find a 20 something girl with no dye in her hair, her own boobs and neither too fat nor too skinny. She was just right. She will taste great with a slow roast over an open flame and the right seasonings. More than enough for just me. I will have to invite some guests over. I enjoy the preparation more than the meal. Some folks hunt deer and use the meat to feed their family for the entire winter. This is the perfect time for a cannibalism phone sex meal. I can separate the organ meat from the limbs and dissect the body in a way to freeze much of the meet. With the world going back on lock down, now is the perfect time to have a bunch of extra meat on hand. Want to hunt with me? I mean, it will become harder and harder to find meat in the stores. And as things shut down, it will become harder to find young girls on the street to kidnap for a meal.  So, who wants to come to my place for Thanksgiving and help me prepare this meat I have in the basement? You can have a little fun with her first if you want.


Castration Phone Sex Spell

castration phone sexThanksgiving is approaching and I have castration phone sex on the mind. Did you know that in many cultures of the past, women derived strength from eating a man’s testicles? Witches routinely castrated men and often took the whole kit and caboodle. They casts spells and sucked the souls out of men using their own manhood against them. How amazing is that? I practice black magic sometimes. Too often, however, I lack the patience. I need to kill because it is quicker and more gratifying. We all have a bunch of extra time on our hands right now. While some women are cleaning their homes, I am casting spells. I am working on one that will stop my aging process. It requires the testicles of 4 men and the penis of one very virile man. Taking the balls of 4 losers was not hard. I made a weekend out of it. For right now, the bars are still open, but they are about to be shut back down, so I had to act quickly. I took out two Thursday and two Friday. Easy too. All four losers thought I was into them and would spread my legs for them. Sometimes, I wish my pussy had teeth because it would be so much fun to see the look on a man’s face when my cunt bite off his dick like a shark attack. That would be the ultimate snuff sex. I drugged all four guys to make it easier to overpower them. Put each one in my castration chair and cut off their useless balls.  I have gotten better over the years at preventing infection and blood loss in my victims. I had to be careful because this spell requires the losers to live to work. The spell is not about them like many spells. I just needed their balls. I have had to do some heavy duty cleaning afterwards. I mean, I cannot get a damn virus and they cannot get one either before my spell is cast. I have four sets of testicles on ice until I capture that one virile man whose penis will be the main ingredient to the spell that will freeze me in time. Maybe that is you?


Bloody Phone Sexy Fun

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex? I drink my victim’s blood and toast their death. Last night, I bathed in my victim’s blood. She was a hot teen slut. Not as hot as she thought she was. Not as bright as she thought she was either. She fell for the scream queen test. I tell dumb cunts I am a talent scout for horror films, and they buy it every time. Not sure why, but every time, that is the line I use to lure them into my car and to my kill shack and to their deaths. I had this idea or plan, I guess, to torture this teen bimbo. I was bored and felt like prolonged torture and disfigurement was appropriate. I was in a murder and torture mode. The cunt tried to flee from me, tripped over the rug as I grabbed her pink hoodie, hit her head and died. Just like that my hopes and dreams crushed with a blow to the head. Can I tell you how disappointed I was? I planned for days which cunt I was going to mutilate. I was pissed off. It was too late to get another blonde bimbo at the mall. I got creative. I put on a strap-on and did what I do on necrophilia phone sex calls. That was fun, but not enough. I decided to exsanguinate her. I drained her blood. Drained it all into the tub and I bathed in it. Drank it too. Masturbated in her warm blood. Blood is a fountain of youth. I love how it makes my skin glow. I was left with some skin and bones and entrails. I am a generous sadistic bitch, so I fed her remains to the coyotes out back. Keeps them loyal to me if I ever get myself in a bind. Sometimes you must make the best out of a bad situation.


Knife Play Phone Sex Movie Maker

knife play phone sexI am a butcher babe made for knife play phone sex. I make dark underground films with my knife as the co-star. I am no Eli Roth or Rob Zombie, but my films are bloody and deadly. Halloween is over sadly, but that does not mean I need to stop hunting for undiscovered talent or making snuff films. I went through some old movies this week. I wanted some inspiration, maybe improve on past movies. I love duping wannabe actresses and actors into thinking they are making an independent horror film. When they scream and die on camera, the element of surprise makes it more authentic. That look of fear on their faces when they realize I make snuff movies not horror films is priceless. It has not even been a week since I made an underground film, but I was itching to make another one. So, I went looking for a starlet. I found a young teen slut cock teasing a man at the mall. They are easy because they are motivated by money and stupid as fuck. I asked her if she wanted to make some fast cash doing an independent horror film.  I assured her it was just smoke and mirrors. I took her to my cabin in the woods where I have my underground studio. I gave her the money upfront knowing it was going to be retrieved soon enough. I took a page out of one of my favorite movies, Hostel 2. I strapped her to a bean above the floor letting her think this was some witchcraft movie. I rammed a sword in her belly and gutted her like a pig. Her entrails and blood spilled onto my cabin floor. The look of surprise on her face as I twisted that sharp blade into her gut made me wet. It was a quick snuff sex death, but one with a ton of gore. I am a gore whore after all.

 


Lets Watch Snuff Movies and Cuddle

snuff moviesIt is Halloween mother fuckers. Let’s spoon and watch snuff movies. Okay, so let’s not spoon. I do not spoon or cuddle. But I am all about snuff flicks. Watching them is hot, making them is hotter. So, if I were your partner in crime, who would you want to snuff? You can pick anyone. Young or old. Male or female. Someone you know or a total stranger. I usually go for young girls to kill first. I have slaughtered my share of fucktards too. Some men are just too stupid or annoying to keep on breathing. Girls are just fun to kill. They bleed more. They cry more. And they do stupid shit which can be entertaining too. Last week, this girl gave me a chase into the woods. She was in high heels trying to run in the dark. Those woods I know like the back of my hands. I could run in stilettos blindfolded. The bitch ran straight into a coyote’s den. Took the kill away from me and gave it to them. I still enjoyed it, however. Those hungry wolves saw dinner. They ripped her to shreds. I wanted the honor, but I will not deny nature’s beautiful creatures a tasty meal. She took a long time to die. Coyotes play with their food. They understand me and respect me too. I often bring them the remains of a snuff porn victim as a snack. They get rid of the evidence for me. Because I feed them, they will never attack me. I was bummed, but I did get to hear and watch a hot teen slut get ripped to shreds and devoured alive. I bet that is still more than you have ever enjoyed. Next one I will make sure I drug better so she does not become coyote kill.


Knife Play Phone Sex Fun

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex can go all sorts of ways with me. One of my favorite uses of knife play is for hunting young tender age girls. Hunting for young flesh you get to fuck, and I get to slice, and dice is a fun date night. I can line our pockets with money too because I have a couple contacts who help me get rid of evidence. One will buy used up young girls and sell them on the black market to sex traffickers. You can fuck the shit out of her, and I can pass her on to him for a profit. The other one I know, takes body parts for organ donations on the black market. Do you know how much corneas, hearts and kidneys go for these days? I am a conservationist. I believe in using every part of a victim. That means your get to fuck the shit of her, even ruin her little fuck holes. And once you are done with your fun, I will sell what is left of her. If she is still breathing, I can sell her into the sex trade and what you did to her will look like foreplay. If she freshly dead, I can make a 911 text to my organ peddler and he will quickly harvest her young viable organs. Either way we have fun and make money. I am the best accomplice sex partner because I let you have your fun and I ensure there is no evidence left to send you to prison.


31 Days of Killer Phone Sex

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies are perfect to explore this time of year. Every where you look there are horror movies streaming. Think about it. Now is the time to kill. Everyone is in masks. You cannot really tell who someone is. I blend in well dressed like a Goth chick. I have killed at a haunted house. I have killed in my cabin in the woods and last night, I killed in a theater. How ironic is this. I went to a retro showing of the first Scream movie. Everyone was dressed in black and sporting a Scream mask. No one knew who anyone was. Now, it was the second movie in the chain that a girl was massacred in the theater, but I had to make a bold statement. Plus, there were a couple teen sluts near me. Talking like they were in their home. Texting and answering their phone while everyone else was trying to watch a movie. I followed them to the bathroom. I checked out emergency exits and made a plan. I did not act in haste. Impulse kills get caught. I had been plotting their death since I saw them in line to get popcorn. I went into a stall, peered through the side and when they were washing their hands, I used two knives to stab them in the back in just the right place so they would bleed out quickly and quietly. I washed my hands, left the bathroom and snuck out the back door. I was home before anyone realized there were two dead cunts in the bathroom. I even bought the ticket on a public wifi that I hacked using the credit card of some cunt troll I saw on social media who I also hacked. I killed 3 birds with one stone and that is a good day. Thirty one days of killing continues.


Torture Sex Halloween Fun

torture sexTorture sex is my hobby. I love inflicting pain. I want to hurt my victims. Not because I want revenge. Honestly, I am never invested enough in anyone enough to go through the hassle of revenge. I just do it for the fun. The truth is that your screams or the screams of a young girl or boy, gets my motor running. I went to a haunted house over the weekend. It was an outdoor event, in the middle of nowhere.  I have gone to this haunted attraction before and have enjoyed it for its remoteness and darkness. I got behind some teen sluts in line. I wanted to stab one of them to death. Not sure which one, but one if not all of them were going to die. I like to rid the world of vacuous teen sluts. They grow up to be gold diggers and cock teases. Waste of space. I was solo this weekend. When I am alone hunting for teen meat, I am not too selective. It becomes more about access and getting away easily. When I am hunting with someone like you, can stalk our prey and find the one that gets your cock the hardest. I am a great accomplice. I can lure any young thing away and explore your rape phone sex fantasies. Once we were in this haunted corn maze / barn, it was pitch black. Only the stars guided us. People were jumping out and giving their best lame scares. In the darkness, social distancing standards were not being followed. Even better. It is like these girls were walking right into my hands. They started screaming at some man dressed in a creepy outfit. I was all in black, hard to see me. I stabbed a few times in the back hitting flesh. As their dying screams blended in with haunted screams, I left the haunted attraction undetected. I read about the massacre the next morning and my pussy got wet.  


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