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Snuff Phone Sex Callers Have Occasionally Inspired Me

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex can sometimes influence me. Usually though, I am a creative psychopath. I do not need to find inspiration on phone sex calls. But occasionally I get to talk to an equally sick and perverted mind. Recently, I gained a new regular. He prefers his woman very young. He likes girls with no hair on their cunts, no tits yet and a sizable thigh gap. I know he is not alone. He shared a story with me about something he witnessed once.

The story goes something like this. He and a friend were backpacking through Europe one year right after college. In my mind, I was thinking this was like a Hostel movie. Some of those Eastern European people make me look like a Disney princess. Anyway, they met a man who asked them if they wanted to see a sex show. Horny boys in Europe? You know they said yes. They paid like $50 total, so they were not thinking this would be a wild show or anything. Of course, that was more money back in the early 90s when this happened, but it was still not the kind of money you pay for snuff sex.

It turned out to be a snuff show with a super young girl. Both men felt conflicted, but they were afraid to leave. These two college guys watched super young girl not only get gang banged but tortured also. The girl was killed and burned in front of them. This was a live show in the basement of an old Romanian monastery. They knew the show was real. Men eviscerated the young girl in front of them. Although logic told them to run and get help, arousal made them stay. The guy who recruited them told them that the parents sell their young girls for shows like this.

Thanks to this hot snuff show, these two guys possess wickedly dark sides now. They travel the world under the guise of backpacking just to explore rape phone sex fantasies all over the world. And this sexy sadistic is going to start being a more continental murderous bitch because I felt inspired. Perhaps, though, I need a traveling accomplice. If I can buy a young girl for a steal, I will do a live snuff show too.

Blasphemy Sex with a Sick Bitch

blasphemy sexDo you like blasphemy sex? I admit I am not religious. So, blasphemy calls are easy for me. I do not understand organized religion. Church goers seem like lemmings to me. They just play a big game of follow the leader and mimic the teachings of some self-righteous asshole. Because church goers follow blindly and most are hypocritical too, I have zero issues messing with them.

Recently, I joined a religious dating app. I just wanted to fuck with some loser lemming. Mark fell for my bait. I catfished him with some stolen Internet picture of a pious looking 20 something woman. Of course, I did not tell him I am a blasphemy phone sex bitch. He needed to believe that I was a church secretary. I knew from a few email exchanges that he held archaic views of women. He asked me how many brats I wanted in the second email. It took all the strength I could muster to refrain from telling him that I enjoy killing brats because they are all the Devil’s spawn.

Satan is More Fun

When he arrived at my place, he almost had a heartache. I would have been disappointed if he died that quickly because I planned on torturing him. He saw me in a Devil’s outfit, complete with horns and a tail. He started praying, but I told him God was not welcome in my house and would not hear his pleas for help. I overpowered him quickly. Once I stripped him naked, he realized I was not a good girl at all. I told him I do the Devil’s work because it is more fun.

I shoved a cross up his ass. He screamed bloody murder too. Get this. The simp was a virgin. He never even dipped his wiener into a warm pussy. He was not enjoying the torture sex, but I was. I spewed some Satanic rituals while I fucked his ass with an object that he believed was sacred. He bled all over that cross too. Of course, I made him spit shine it clean once it was doused in his own shit and blood.

I wanted to kill him. Perhaps, I should have killed him. I mean does this world need any more men who want to keep women barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. No. But I let him live. Why? Because I want him afraid of every dating a woman again. I wanted to ruin him for life. Although after what I did to his asshole, I bet he is home praying for forgiveness and sitting on an ice pack.

Goth Teen Phone Sex Accomplice Gets Groomed for Castration

goth teen phone sexGoth teen phone sex accomplices help you explore your darkest desires. I am a seasoned accomplice, but sometimes, I need an accomplice. Although I prefer to work solo, I look at an accomplice as a training experience for a young girl. Every Goth girl should consider herself lucky to meet me. Sasha feels lucky about our chance encounter. She helped me out of jam.  The girl did not know me, but she stopped to help a stranger. In turn, I helped her out.

Sasha attempted to hide her bruises from me. She acted sheepish too. I knew something tragic just happened to her. One good deed deserves another, right? I got the name of her boyfriend out of her. Although, it was not easy for her to tell me his name. Not because she loves him, but because she fears him. I assured her that he would never hurt her again. Her eyes became large and inquisitive. She wanted to know what I had planned for him.

I told Sasha to drive me to his place. Snuff porn music played in my head as I plotted what to do to her boyfriend. Men have tried to lay hands on me before. I killed each one, but not before I mutilated their sex organs. I was not sure Sasha could handle my plans, so I had her stay in the car. When, I approached his door, I knocked on the door, then pushed my way inside. He thought I was Sasha’s sister. Perhaps, I let him believe that. In that moment, I was her sister. Hos, before bros.

Not All Men Deserve Balls

I tied the loser up. Not before I stripped his clothes off though. Sasha entered the house when I had a knife to his balls. I thought she would try to stop me. However, that is not what happened. She begged to be the one to cut off his balls. How could I deny her?  She deserved the chance. Revenge is sweet. So, is finding a hot accomplice into castration phone sex.

Sasha chopped her boyfriend’s balls off with one motion of the wrist. She pulled his balls off with a hard twist, tossed them to the floor and danced on his severed testicles. Brutal does not describe it. Perhaps, brutal, hot and sexy describes what I witnessed best. My pussy started dripping at the cruelty and glee she showed her abusive boyfriend. No hesitation in her. The mousey girl I met on the road when I had a flat tire no longer exists. In that moment, a sick bitch was born. Although, I think that side existed inside her before me. I just helped her reach her full potential. Can I help you reach your full potential too?

Snuff Phone Sex: You Are My Victim or Accomplice

snuff phone sexI do snuff phone sex. You are my victim or my accomplice. I do not do the GFE experience. I am not your mommy. I am not your bitch. I am not your wife or girlfriend. If you need to ask what snuff is, then you are on the wrong page. I am not the kind of girl who likes baby talk, romantic gestures or anything associated with coupling, LOL. I met this cool Goth boy recently. He has a sick mind like me. I thought, why not. I thought he was a dark Marilyn Manson sort of guy. The kind of guy to keep some cock teasing twat caged in the basement. I agreed to go out with him. I thought a Goth boy would get me, you know? I told him my rules, and he shared is. We were on the same page. We watched some snuff porn and plotted the murder of some vacuous coed. Midway through, he grabbed my hand and called me baby. I flew into a rage and killed him. I normally do not kill in a rage like that. Here is what happened. He started with the romantic talk, and I put on a strapon to fuck his ass. I am all Alpha Bitch, men. Take heed.  I forced him on all fours with my knife to his jugular. I was not putting up with his bullshit. I thought I could fuck him into submission. He loved it. He was cumming almost as soon as I shoved the dildo in his loser ass. I started to realize he played me. I hate being played. I cut off his balls as I fucked his ass. That shut his mouth. He was bleeding all over my couch and floor. Time to burn the couch. He was still enjoying the torture sex, however. I had to kill him. No way he could enjoy anything I was doing if he was dead. I already had blood everywhere, so why not kill him.  I had to burn my couch with him bleeding out on it. I think I just need to give up on men.

Cannibalism Phone Sex is a Dish Best Served by a Sick Bitch

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex is not common, but I love it. I am sick bitch with peculiar tastes. I love the taste of human flesh. It is a delicacy. Now, this is the perfect time to eat human flesh too. It is backyard barbecue time. I like to hunt in the summer for the perfect meal. It is always a struggle though to find someone who is the right dining partner. I met Mel in a bar, and we got to talking. I am not a very social person. But I was feeling like seeing where something could lead. Maybe it was my third drink kicking in. I am glad though that I indulged his conversation. He was talking about the cock tease girls that were everywhere and how someone needed to put them out of their misery. Now, I have a soul mate. I started talking hypotheticals and the next thing I knew we were searching for a snuff porn star to eat. I rarely invite strangers into my dark world. I mean you have to protect yourself, right?  We paid for our tab and went hunting. We looked at all kinds of coeds and decided on this one plump girl. She was natural. No fake tits. No visible tats or piercings. Just a chunky coed ripe for eating.  We lured her to my place with the promise of partying. Dumb cunt. Walked right into our trap. Poor thing had no idea she was dinner. Now, I do not immediately eat a girl. She must be soaked and seasoned for days. There is a lot of prep that goes into preparing human flesh. Do you understand? You need to soak your meal in water and seasonings for a few days to tenderize the meat. But let me tell you, it is such a delectable meal when you prepare your flesh just right. Never had human flesh? Let this taboo phone sex bitch help you have the perfect meal.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Might Make You My Victim

murder phone sex fantasiesHolidays bring out the extreme murder phone sex fantasies. I am always game to kill on and off the phone. Peter wanted to kill his ex-girlfriend. He wanted it to be painful and brutal. He needed my help for that. I am always game for torture and death. I met his ex at a party, and I made nice with her. I had to lure her away so her ex could execute his plan and her. I kind of liked her and I hate everyone. But money is money, and her ex paid me double my asking price. I drove her to my place for some after party drinks. I was amazed she trusted me. I looked different. I dressed in trendy clothes. I did my hair and my makeup more mainstream. I am a Goth girl, but this time, I looked like the typical girl out on the town looking for fun. She had no clue she was about to be a snuff porn star. I felt bad for her. Again, I never have feelings. She told me all about her psycho ex-boyfriend. When I heard the story, I changed the plan. I took a risk and told her about his plot to murder her.

In that moment, we bonded like I have never bonded with anyone. Peter had to die. We turned the tables on him. It was not easy, but my plan worked. He thought she was passed out, but she tackled him, which allowed me to restrain him. His death was epic, and painful, and a bit sparkly, LOL. I put a firecracker in his ass and blew his asshole out. It was messy, but painful. It did not kill him. We had to insert bigger and badder fireworks. We even used sparklers in is holes. His flesh was burning off his body. He could not believe that I took his money to kill his girl, and now he was the snuff sex victim. This guy was a psycho wife beater type. He wanted her dead because she broke free from his years of abuse. I am not pro woman or anything. I hate most women, but this girl, she was cool. She was a survivor. I let her put the final firecracker in a hole that I carved out in his belly. This was the one that killed him. Blew his guts out literally. I gave her half the money he gave me to kill her. I mean she did help me kill him. She earned every penny.

Accomplice Phone Sex? Who Do You Want to Kill Today?

accomplice phone sexI love accomplice phone sex. I kill a lot of folks solo. Sometimes, I am just the hired help to kill someone, and other times, I am just that annoyed at someone. Either way, it is more fun to snuff someone with an accomplice. I had the joy of a revenge kill last night. And it was not the typical revenge murder for hire either. This guy did not want to kill a woman who done him wrong or who ignored him. This guy wanted to kill his high school bully, who appears to still be a bully. According to my client, the target made his life a living hell in school. My client just got stronger with time. Smarter too. He is a technology genius and has sold a bunch of apps for a lot of money. I got my money up front just in case he was posing. For murder for hire jobs, I take Bitcoin only. Large cash payments draw suspicion when someone dies or goes missing. My client had some rape phone sex fantasies for the victim. They always do, it is just usually a woman they are force fucking one last time. If my client wanted to butt fuck some bully before I killed him, no skin off my nose.

I lured the target away. He was a sexual predator anyway. I have been researching and studying this guy for weeks. I would have killed him for free if I had just met him on my own. When I got him to my kill shack, I gave him a spiked drink. Once he was disoriented, my client made his appearance. He made the former high school bully his ass rape porn star. He fucked him the traditional way for a bit before he grabbed a huge baseball bat and shoved it up his ass. This is not my typical revenge scenario, but it was just as hot, maybe hotter. I castrated the target while he got sodomized. This was not about him getting off. This was about my client getting closure. And he did. I paralyzed the victim with a drug while I dismembered his body slowly. Before I fed him to the wildlife in pieces, I put his severed balls in his mouth. My own spin on a ball gag. Hey, you want to get rid of someone? I do not care who the victim is, as long as you pay my way.

Snuff Phone Sex is What I Do

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is my specialty. I am on a snuff site for a reason. I come with a warning label, “Does not play well with others.” I don’t want to be your mommy. I don’t want to be your girlfriend. I don’t want to change your diaper you pathetic fuck. And I don’t want to be your sissy trainer. I cannot believe the IMs I get daily from losers who do not read. They think because I do phone sex, that I am a do it all kind of phone sex gal. Nope. I only cater to a man’s darker desires. If you want to be killed or castrated, you are in the right place. If you have rape phone sex fantasies for anyone but me, you are in the right place. If you need a partner in crime to help you kidnap, torture, fuck, murder anyone but me, you found your gal. You are starting to get the picture, right?

I had a guy call me last night to change his poopy diaper. I had to ask him twice what he said because I was in such disbelief that a fucking grown ass man would be in a fucking Pamper shitting himself and expect me to be kind and nurturing. Look at me you fucktard. I am a Goth girl holding a knife in almost every picture I have. I am not holding wet wipes or a clean diaper. I think sissies, and adult diaper boys are the dregs of society. I castrate and kill pathetic losers like them. Been doing that long before I ever started doing taboo phone sex. I have no respect or tolerance for callers who cannot figure out that I am not Mary Sunshine. The call did not go as he planned, but one less loser diaper boy stalking us phone sex babes. You have been warned. I am a dark dark bitch.

Knife Play Phone Sex is My Favorite

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my favorite. I can do so many things with a knife, like slice you open or cut off your balls, or maybe even your dick. I do not mess around. I am a sadistic bitch. I must be nice to some of you because I was told I have an attitude problem. Duh. I do not play well with others. Most humans annoy the fuck out of me. I don’t flirt. I don’t do small talk. If I greet you on the phone or on a chat in a way that seems opposite of my looks or bio, it is because I want to keep my job. It has nothing to do with me liking you or wanting to fuck you. I am not a friendly chick. I am certainly not a flirty one either. John found out the hard way that me saying excuse me as I pushed him out of my way on the way to the restroom does not mean I liked him. The loser followed me into a single restroom because he thought “Excuse Me,” meant “Fuck me please.” I was not at work. I did not have to be nice. I could show him what a snuff sex addict I am. I always have a few knives strapped to my body because you never know when you might have to shank a bitch. John was that bitch. I have no clue his real name. He did not offer it up when he followed me into the bathroom. And I did not ask it before I cut his dick and balls off. He thought he was getting lucky with a Goth Girl. I was the one that got lucky because John was a stupid fucker who cannot read social cues. If he thought he could fuck me with an “Excuse, me,” imagine what he would expect from some girl who smiled or actually said hello. This taboo phone sex bitch did the world a favor by castrating that mother fucker. Consider yourself warned. Do not mistake anything I do as wanting to fuck you. You are my accomplice or my victim.

Castration Phone Sex is My Kind of Date

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is something I am always in the mood to do. It does not take me much to want to cut a guy’s balls off. Sometimes, I even chop off his worthless cock too. Some guys know they have useless equipment and pay me to make them a Eunuch. I have more fun with the clueless guys like Larry. He is this little broke down dick guy I met on Tinder. The dating app has become my new hunting ground. I am usually only one swipe right away from a man with a big ego and a tiny dick. Those are the guys I plan to meet. Not to fuck though.  I will never fuck some tiny dick loser. I am a taboo phone sex bitch. And I mean bitch in the badass dominant woman way. I don’t need men. I don’t want most of them anyway. Unless a man has a 13-inch cock and a deviant mind, he is useless to me. Larry had a 3-inch scared turtle for a dick. Yet he was bragging on Tinder about satisfying women all over the world. Satisfying how? Maybe he was satisfying them with laughter.

When he arrived, I gave him a spiked beer. His beer gut told me he never passes up a brewsky, LOL. He was stumbling quickly after drinking that beer. I guided him to my bedroom. It was all ready for this loser. I had a tarp on my bed and all my knives and restraints ready. He stumbled right past it all and fell on the bed. He was pulling his shrimp dick out for me. He told me is cock was not sucking itself. I barely waited after that comment. I took a knife and chopped his loser dick off. It flew off his body, hitting my wall with a thud. He screamed in pain. I picked up his cock and shoved it in his mouth. I said, “that dicks is not going to suck itself.” He looked at me in horror as he realized he was sucking his own cock.  I cauterized the wound and sent him on his way. It was just torture sex. I could have whacked his balls off too, but I wanted him to look down and know he is only half a man. He will not be on Tinder anymore, LOL. Loser.