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I Have Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Too

rape phone sex fantasiesMen are not the only ones who enjoy rape phone sex fantasies. I love being an accomplice to them, but I act on them solo too. I saw a sweet tender age girl at the mall the other day. I thought about all the wicked things I could do to her tiny little holes. When they are not your brats, the possibilities are endless because you do not have to think about the questions. Men hold back on violating their own spawn often because of the immediate ramifications. I mean if a girl needs medical treatment or ends up dead, the parents are who they look at first. That is why when I am your accomplice phone sex partner, I help you find a surrogate girl in another city who is not linked back to you. You would have loved this little girl. She was just about my knee’s height. She had blonde curls and bright blue eyes. Just as cute as could be too. A little bit of baby fat on her still. A smile that could melt my heart if I had one, but definitely a smile to get your cock hard. You could see the innocence in her eyes. I love the innocent ones. It is not that I like corrupting them. I mean I do, but they never see the evil coming their way. That is what I get off on. Hurting them is so much more fun than hurting a jaded little bitch who distrusts every stranger. An innocent little thing never sees it coming and if she survives the ordeal, it will ruin her for life. But I will be honest. They never survive with me. I make snuff porn and I leave no witnesses. I know how to leave no evidence of a crime too. Girls go missing in this country daily. Who will miss one more, right? Ready to hunt with me?

Snuff Porn and Chill

snuff pornWanna watch snuff porn and chill? It is my Netflix and chill night. I do not watch sappy romance movies or chick flicks. Snuff or horror movies. Only things I watch. I had a guy over last night for a snuff and chill date. It was not what he expected, however. You see, he thought he was going to fuck me. I knew that was never happening because I lured him to my place to kill him. Oh, and castrate him too. The who is this Goth stalker loser. He is obsessed with Goth chicks. He still thinks no means yes. No never meant yes, losers. His persistence will get him killed. When I go to the Goth bar. I want to drink in solitude. I do not need some loser mainstream guy hitting on me to get his freak on. For weeks, this loser stalked me and persisted to the point I decided to end him. Now of course, he thought he just wore me down and I caved. His archaic thinking about women needed to stop. He needed to stop. Stop breathing. So, I played his cat and mouse game, but I won. I always win. I spiked his beer with Rohypnol, and he was out like a light. I wanted him awake for the torture sex of his genitals. But he was a light weight and passed out. I only put a few drops in too. Pussy. I did tie him up. He was bound and gagged when he woke up, but he was missing his cock and balls. Every man’s nightmare, right? I filmed it for him. I wanted him to see me carving his cock and balls off his body. When I took the soldering pen to the spot where his nut sack used to be to stop the bleeding he woke up. I did not kill him right away. In fact, he is still in my kill shack. I want him to suffer in pain and fear before I kill him. He is a predator. I will end him like I do other predators, but he will fill the pain and fear for a bit longer.

 

Snuff Porn Friday Night

snuff pornSnuff porn is what I need to get off. When I cannot get off watching it, I make it. It was Friday night which meant lots of coeds running around drunk. I wanted something younger though, so I crashed this underground rave. I can look younger than I am. No make-up, trendier clothes and blonde hair and I blend in with teenagers. The bonus is no one can pick me out of a line-up when I go back to looking like my Goth self. I can be a chameleon when I need to be. I found my victim easily. This blonde popular girl who just looked like she represented everything I hate. She appeared to be an entitled, popular, mean girl. I observed her for hours bullying girls at the rave. I followed her home. I was not going to go in her house. My plan was just to check out things, devise a plan to get her alone and kill her. But she was clearly home alone. No other cars. No one to greet her at the door. Modest home. She was not as rich as she acted. Her designer clothes came from somewhere, but my guess from the house was not her parents. Sugar baby maybe. Thief possibly. Or she gets them second hand. She was a poser. I was going to enjoy killing her more. I broke into the house. I am stealth. I checked every room. She was home alone. I acted quickly, because I did not know if she would be home alone long. It was textbook home invasion phone sex gone wrong. I staged it like a robbery / assault. I know how to make it look like a man force fucked a girl then killed her. Something that I do not share often is that I always have some thawed out sperm from some loser I can plant. Kill two birds with one stone. Kill a hot teen slut and send away some pathetic loser or complete tool. I massacred her. She was passed out when I stabbed her. No fight. I like a fight, but I had to get in and out quickly in case a parental came home. It was a violent death and a quick one sadly, but one less whore in the world now. Her friends will all be secretly glad she was murdered.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasiesWhat are your murder phone sex fantasies? With me as your accomplice, I bet I can make them seem so real that you cream your shorts. I am a sick bitch. I make the perfect accomplice because I have no remorse. I have no empathy and I have no fear. I do have caution, which you want. I know when, how and where to kill the intended victim. Victor needed help killing his ex-wife. She was draining him dry because she has all his dirty secrets in her head. He made the mistake of telling his one-time wife where all the bodies were buried, and she has been blackmailing him since. She is a trophy wife. Younger than him by 20 years. He knows now he should not have married her nor shared his dirty business secrets. He found me on a black ops site for underground killers. We discussed his case, decided on a price and then I planned her murder. I get off planning a kill. A lot goes into a murder for hire plan. The husband is always the first suspect, so he needed an airtight alibi and not a hint of a paper trail leading to a hit. Leave it to me. When it comes to killer phone sex, I am the best at what I do. I waited until he was out of town to execute her. I also waited until his brat was at a friend’s house. I made it look like a robbery and a sexual assault gone wrong. I fucked the little whore with my strap on but placed a rubber on it first so there would be no trace of rubber to suggest the killer was a woman. I wanted to disfigure her and sexually mutilate her, but that is a pattern of a personal kill, and that leads back to the ex-hubby. I strangled her with a man’s belt. I made sure it was a much bigger size than the husband, and not a designer brand that could be traceable to only a few select stores. Details matter when killing. I stole the jewelry, cash, and other valuables I could find. Left no DNA because I never do. I am as good if not better than Dexter Morgan. It has been a month since I killed his problem, and no arrest or even a lead yet. My client’s secrets died with his bitch ex-wife.  Who can we kill together?

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesHe had rape phone sex fantasies for the little whore next door. He was in the right place. I love to be a rape fantasy accomplice. I think I was darker than what he wanted, but I mean I am on a snuff site for a reason. I am not the girl next door. Unless your girl next door is a serial killer, LOL. I devised a plan to kidnap the little girl. I took her to my kill shack in the woods. I was keeping her little body warm for him. He met me there. He thought he would fuck her and that would be it, but if you want to fuck a jailbait slut, you have to kill or because when you know the girl, she can pick you up out of a line-up.  I had her naked, blindfolded and tied up when he arrived. He was a dumbass though and spoke. Called her by her name and she recognized his voice. She said, “Mr. Nolin, from next door?’ I knew then this was going to be snuff sex. It had to be. Otherwise, he was going to jail and maybe me too because I had no doubt he would give me up as his accomplice. I was prepared to kill him too if he did not kill her. I let him have his nut. I mean he did pay me to fuck the cute little whore. He tore her cunt up. Left a ton of DNA inside her. DNA that would lead right back to him if she went to the ER and had an assault kit done on her tiny little fuck holes. I mean if you can savagely fuck such a young girl, you can kill her too. I handed him my knife and he carved her up with no hesitation. This guy has killed before or at least really thought it over in his mind. He stabbed her savagely, just like he fucked her. All that was left was blood and some skin and bones we fed to the coyotes. I still killed him though. I just waited until all the money was in my hands. I did not want him bragging about his conquest to the wrong people.

I Need Snuff Movies

snuff moviesI was in the mood to watch some snuff movies. The problem was I was tired of the same old same old unimaginative stuff I was seeing on the 8MM reels I had. I know a few men in the snuff world. Most of the dark snuff flicks are deep fakes. They look real, but they are not. Now, I also know a few guys who like to help me make the real kind. The kind that girls die. Or men. I have an interest in watching men suffer and die too. Anyway, I needed something darker to get off, so I called a friend in the business. I asked him if he had anything not seen yet. Like I wanted a real snuff porn that only he had seen. He invited me over. He said he had just what I needed. It was a revenge porn he made for a woman client. This was an ex-wife who wanted revenge on her philandering husband who also hid money from her and refused to pay her support after leaving her for a 20-year college cheerleader. He was a shady businessman with lots of enemies. She had life insurance policy on him. He was worth more to her dead than alive since he was hiding money and not supporting his brats.

The film was hot as fuck. A sexy bad ass bitch lured him into a hotel room on the Texas side of the border. She seduced him into getting tied up naked on the bed. This is the reason no man ties me up. I have seen and made too many snuff flicks. His cock was erect but not for long. She castrated him. That was just the beginning. She tortured him and sexually mutilated his cock. When she severed his dick, she licked the blood this was dripping off the head. If it had been me, I would have taken a bite of it. It was wicked hot. Lots of torture. She carved him up too. Made it look like a drug cartel hit. It was brutal and that’s what I love. I googled the guy, and it was a real snuff flick I watched. His death is still unsolved. I am sure the ex has his money now. I love revenge snuff sex. I am going to start helping this guy make many more like the one I watched. I love to travel and kill new people.

Snuff Sex Dinner

snuff sexSometimes I am minding my own business and I get into a snuff sex mood. I saw this young brat. She was cute for a soul stealing, germy little girl. I was thinking more about all the fun you could have with her. But sadly, you were not with me. You would have loved fucking her tiny bald cunt. As I stared at her thinking about you forcing your big dick into her teeny tiny hole, I got wet. Even though I was without a partner, I decided I had to have this little girl. I am patient. I waited in stealth, observing and waiting for my opportunity. She was playing in the park. Eventually all her little brat friends went home, and she was still there all by herself. It was fate. She needed you but she got me. I drugged her so I could cart her off quietly. I took her to my kill shack in the woods and I carver her up like a piece of meat. If I am by myself, I take my time and make the torture sex last. The screams of the young ones get me going. I carved up her tiny body with my big knife. I watched the crimson blood flow from her veins and pool on my floor. I knew what I was having for dinner. She was tiny. I chopped up her limbs and tossed her head to the coyotes. I put her limbs in a stew pot and removed the organ meat for a future meal. A young girl’s flesh is like eating veal. Its tender and oh so succulent if prepared right. I can have you over for the organ meat maybe. It is chock full of protein and vitamins. I do love eating young girls in more ways than one. But it is lonely sometimes to eat alone.

Bloody Phone Sex Fun

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex? If I am involved, it will be bloody. I am a violent bitch. I do not kill quickly. I do not kill neatly either. I like a massacre. I like pain and suffering. I did something I never do last night. No, not kill. Well, I did kill, but I always kill. I went to a concert. I interacted with humans. It was a Ghost show. They are a metal band from Sweden. Many proclaim them Satanists. I like them. I went with some Goth Friends. Some Uber religious folks like those Westboro Baptist church crazies were harassing us. They took issue with my appearance. They wanted a fight. Normally, I have restraint. I do not kill for revenge or because provoked. Last night I did, because this cunt followed me to my car telling me I was going to burn in hell. I told her I would see her there and stabbed her in the gut. I pushed her in my trunk. I could not leave her in the street. Someone would be looking for her. She was younger than me and part of of a crazy fanatic group. I went to my cabin in the woods. I was surprised she was still breathing when I arrived. She bled all over my trunk. This cunt was making me angry in more ways than one. I dragged her into my cabin. She was going to feel all my Rage. This little bitch was a mega hater and was just going to grow up hating on everyone and everything. The world does not need more intolerant cunts. So, I gutted her like a pig. I let her entrails fall on to my floor. Not the first time or the last. She died on my wooden floor. I fed her guts and limbs to the coyotes. I spent the next several hours cleaning up. Not the floors. No one knows where my kill shack is. The floors are permanently blood stained. I cleaned my car because I never kill impulsively. That snotty cunt had it coming though.

Castration Phone Sex for Darwin Award Winners

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is popular with me. I do a lot of castration calls weekly, but every now and then I meet a candidate for the Darwin Awards. Chuck was this week’s winner in my opinion. I met him months ago. He hired me to castrate him, then backed out at the last minute. It happens more often than I like. It is the reason I take a half payment up front. It is nonrefundable. I will not just let a small dick loser back out of an agreement without getting something out of it for my time. Chuck has been calling for months trying to get me to castrate him again, but I do not give losers a second chance to screw me over. My time is precious and there is a lot of preparation that goes into getting ready for a castration phone sex call. 

castration phone sexTwo nights ago, this Darwin candidate showed up bleeding at my front door. I was not sure how he knew where I lived. I never give out that information. He must have stalked me. I let him in my house, but he was not going to leave. The fucking idiot tried to castrate himself and ending up taking everything. He took  his cock. He wanted to pay me to attach his dick back on. He was not Lorena Bobbitt’s husband, and I was not a nurse. I was not going to attach his Frankenpenis. This stupid mother fucker deserved to die. He was too stupid to live. He managed to cauterize his wound. I could let infection set in and turn his body septic, or I could kill him because he was too stupid to live. I mean he really mutilated his junk. I was surprised he was still walking and talking. 

castration phone sexI was a bit disappointed that I could not remove his dick, but he did save me his worthless balls. I do love castration phone sex. I have a lot of sharp knives and even an old death row electrocution chair I converted into a castration chair. No one does more dick removal than me. Since Mr. Darwin Award did most of it for me, I was left with killing him. In his weakened state, he was no match for me. I was able to tie him up and carve up his body. I removed his nipples first. I cut his tongue out too.I saved the balls for last. Well not completely last because I stabbed his asshole with the knife I would have used to cut off his junk. The loser came to a castration queen to save his life. He definitely deserves the Darwin Award because Chuck is the stupidest man alive. Well, he was the stupidest man alive. 

Torture Sex Need

torture sexSome days I am in a torture sex mood. This morning was one of those days. It is very snowy around here. I hate snow, but I like snow days. Snow days means brats around and not in school. I drove a few counties over because the first rule of murder is not to kill in your back yard. I went to the mall there because no matter what decade it is, brats will always hang at the mall. I disguised my appearance with by donning a blonde wig and wearing more traditional clothes. Big sunglasses to hide my eyes. I shopped until I saw a sweet young thing that got my cunt wet. She was a teen tease. The kind of whore in the making that will eventually be a welfare queen and a dirty stripper. I told her some bullshit about being a modeling talent scout and that I wanted to get some more photos of her. I play to their ego. The young girls with self-esteem issues eat it up. They never think I am going to make them a snuff porn star. I took her to my kill shack. I made her a drink that knocked her out. Not completely, but enough to take the fight out of her. I had an array of knives to play with. Tender flesh is my favorite to carve up. Young girls have the prettiest and sweetest blood. I carved up her tits and stabbed her virgin cunt. I could have used you by my side. I get such a rush carving up the flesh of a teen girl. She was so pretty and soft. And eventually so dead. I let her bleed out slowly. I fisted her cunt and ass as my final cruel gesture. After a couple hours of torture, I had a dead teen carcass to feed to the coyotes. She scratched my itch, at least for now.