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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Intensify Over the Holidays

rape phone sex fantasiesI bet you have rape phone sex fantasies after seeing some cute young family members this holiday season. And that is why I am here. To spread some holiday cheer. However, my holiday cheer is violent. And bloody. Very warped too. But that is who I am. A violent, warped woman who enjoys bloody sex. A gore whore, I guess lol.

My neighbor is a sick individual like me. We bounded last year when he accidentally killed a whore and panicked. Now, he is my accomplice and apprentice. He has honed his skills under me. And I have turned him into a killer machine too. But he can still act impulsively. Although I have shared all my snuff sex knowledge with him, when he sees a cute young girl, he struggles with restraint. I bet you can relate to that.

Tis the Time of the Year to Fuck Young Sluts

He came over late last night with a half dead brat. He fucked her almost to death. The problem was she is his niece. Or was his niece. He got high and horny and just could not handle any more cock teasing from her. I helped him finish her off. And I helped him get rid of the evidence. I mean he will have to deal with his brother. But I can provide an alibi. Maybe the brother will believe that she ran away. But a girl that young rarely runs away. However, that is not my problem.

He needs to learn to fuck a surrogate. I have told him that a million times over. But like most men, he thinks with his cock when he is near cute young things. Even though this was too close to home for me, I had to help him. Perhaps, I should have killed him, but he is still learning how to be a good accomplice phone sex partner and a stone-cold killer like me.

He fucked her a few more times because when I get rid of bodies that means they will never be found for dna to even matter. After he fucked her ass for the last time, she was pretty much lifeless. I smothered her with my pussy, then we drove her dead body to my cabin the woods and fed her to the animals. My kill shack holds so many secrets. But no evidence is ever found because the wild animals will never share my dirty secrets. Just like I will never share yours.

Violent Phone Sex Christmas: The 12 Deaths of Christmas

violent phone sexTis the season for violent phone sex. Silent night deadly night. Now, that is my kind of Christmas. I enjoy a bloody Christmas. This woman is not very much into traditional holidays and such. But I have my own traditions. Like the 12 deaths of Christmas. I’ve been busy too. So many folks to kill before Christmas day. However, I do have an accomplice this year which helps up the body count.

My recluse neighbor turned out to be a pervert. But he just needed my assistance and my tutelage to survive undetected. I helped him hone his skills better. And I taught him all about surrogates. Surrogates are the key. Just find a girl in a different county that resembles the cock teas in your neighborhood and explore your rape phone sex fantasies with the look-a-like.

Last night, I suggested we take the daughter of this one asshole I met recently. Random road rage scenario, but I had his license plate and my pals on the dark net were able to find out where he lives and works. You can find out a lot about a person when you hack the DMV. But when I learned of the cute blonde daughter my road rager had living at home, I thought my neighbor would want to accompany me. And I was right.

I Love an Accomplice for My 12 Deaths of Christmas Rampage

This time of year, crime is up. The key would be to make this home invasion look like a burglary gone wrong. I took care of daddy while my neighbor took care of sleeping beauty. That was the plan. My friend appeared disappointed that her pussy was not as tight as he had hoped. Someone popped her cherry already. At her age, no doubt her own daddy did the damage. Not that he did not enjoy fucking her. She still has tighter holes than any woman his age. But he does enjoy popping cherries and making them hurt.

However, upon the news that the young angel in the house was not a virgin, I devised a different plan. I made it look like daddy fucked his baby girl one last time for a murder suicide. I found his stash of brat porn he made with his own daughter. No clue why this asshole almost ran me off the road. Usually, men fucking such tight young holes seem less angry. Did you know that within an hour of death, a man can still produce sperm?  No, I did not fuck his corpse. I would not let a jack ass like that near my box dead or alive.

I Can Make a Dead Man Cum

But I did manipulate his prostate with dildo I found in his nightstand. He came, and I had sperm for the tiny victim’s used up cunnie. I typed a suicide note on his computer with a naked picture of his young daughter as his screen saver. This dude was stupid. He kept brat porn of his daughter on his computer. He deserved to die. The girl? Well, we put an end to her suffering while having some fun with her holes. Turns out a dead used bitch has tighter holes than the breathing brats. Sex with dead bodies can be so much fun with the right accomplice.

Another two deaths in the book. Nine days left. Who wants to join me next?

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Intensify Over the Holidays

murder phone sex fantasiesMurder phone sex fantasies intensify over the holidays. Although I am filled with rage most days, I do tend to become more violent over all the fucktards who want to ruin my Christmas spirit. Despite my persona I am not Grinch at Christmas time. I have almost as much Christmas spirit as a normal person does.

Okay maybe not even as close as the normal person. But I have some holiday cheer. And there are too many people who enjoy ruining the holiday spirit for me and others. Even brats can suck the Christmas spirit out of anyone. I went to the mall the other day not to kill anyone. I was not hunting my next prey. But I found my next prey, nonetheless. You would have enjoyed being with me. I know you likely would love to kill some spoiled brat and explore your rape phone sex fantasies.

I saw this young teen girl milking men for money with fabrications at the mall. This was not some poor girl like she was telling men. Begging for money to get something to eat like she was some homeless person. I saw this cunt get dropped off in a BMW SUV. Then I watched her ditch her high-end designer clothes and put on something more basic. A young scammer does not deserve to live. Don’t you agree.

Tis the Season To Kill and Force Fuck Brats

The brat was not even out of high school yet. And likely no where close to graduating. But already milking men for money. I offered her $500 to come with me for a modeling shoot. And I showed compassion and belief in her sob story. I gave her the money in my car. But I got it back though. We drove to my kill shack where she thought she would get her photo taken. Instead, I punched her in her face, and tied her up.

Where to begin with this tender piece of fuck meat? Taking advantage of people’s compassion during the holidays is sinful. Money is tight for many folks, and here was some rich princess pretending she was homeless for money. I stabbed her in her bellybutton a few times just to watch her bleed. I used a lot of force and ended up pinning her to the floor with the knife. She squirmed like a squashed bug. My knife went straight through her. So, her blood leaked out from two holes.

I really wish you had been with me to fuck her as she slowly bled out. But since you could not enjoy her tight cunt, I fisted it for you. Snuff porn may not be the way most people get find their Christmas cheer, but it did the trick for me. Once less scam princess out there to milk men of their hard-earned money. However, I know there are more cunts just like her. And we should find one to kill together.

Torture Sex Sessions Include CBT, Water Torture and Electrocution with Me

torture sexI enjoy torture sex  sessions. But I know I am not alone. Even my favorite cunt slave, James, enjoys it too. Although I hated to part with such a loyal and talented cunt worshiper, it came down to money. I lack emotional connections with humans. But I never lack an emotional connection to money, and Ms. Stevens wanted a live torture session. And I had no slaves in my deep dungeon. So, I had to part ways with James. Of course, he appeared more saddened by this than me.

I led my naked slave down to my darkest dungeon. It’s akin to one of Dante’s circles of purgatory. Dark, damp and smells of death. James pleaded with me to spare him. But the holidays require more money and Ms. Stevens pays extraordinarily well for male snuff porn. I do not judge. I just find the talent. And James is talented. Well, was talented I guess I should say now.

I shaved all his body hair from him and hosed him off. Then I strung him upside down, naked and exposed. His fear I found intoxicating. After I placed electrode patches on his chest, cock and balls, Ms. Stevens made her appearance. I explained to my loyal slave that he graduated to another dungeon of mine out of necessity. Nothing is ever personal to me. It is just business.

When It Comes to Torture, it is Never Personal

Bound with his wrists behind his back, James hung upside down like a side of beef at a butcher shop. Ms. Stevens inspected the meat on our video chat. She liked my selection. She’s a sadistic one. But like I said, I do not judge. She has her kinks, and I have mine. Light torture to start. Ms. Stevens controlled the electric shocks remotely. However, I controlled the rest. Shocks to his abdomen and cock and balls made my victim piss himself but we were just getting started…

snuff pornNext came very large pins through his ball sack and into his urethra. I giggled at his screams of pain.  But I was impervious to his pleas to spare his life. James, it was just business. While the pins caused pain for my slave, I took a blow torch to the soles of his feet. I watched as the skin bubbled. Ms. Stevens began masturbating. Snuff sex is her thing. That is why she paid me a million dollars to live stream the death of a man.

That blow torch gun worked on my slave’s left nut like a charm too. Within a few seconds, his left testicle shriveled up and died. Since I take pride in my work, I needed the other nut gone too for aesthetic purposes. Simple fix. I used a castration band. While the circulation stopped in his remaining nut, I tortured his cock with a whip. Cracked open his flesh on his back, chest and cock. His blood pooled under his head as it dripped from his body. The entire time I tortured his body, Ms. Stevens used her remote to shock our victim too.

Torture Sessions Need to Be Bloody, Painful and Gruesome for Me

Hours passed, and James suffered more than most. Electric shock, whippings, cock and ball torture and water torture. I dunked him in a water tank more than once. Seconds turned into minutes, and before long he begged for mercy. We were well past the mercy stage. My snuff victim could not grasp that I do not do emotion, so pleas of mercy do not work for me.

When our live stream torture session came to an end, I pushed the wood chipper under James’ head. Now I think he realized there was no coming back from this. I slowly lowered him into the wood chipper feet first. The sound of his bones crushing and his blood splattering on my body made both my client and I masturbate. James lived up until the moment his skull crushed in the wood chipper. It was a gruesome death yes. But a profitable one.

RIP James. It was simply business. Nothing is ever personal with me. Now, I need to look for another cunt licking slave.

Bloody Phone Sex Holidays Keep A Sadistic Bitch Busy

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex holidays keep me busy. Many folks want to kill around the holidays. And I understand the impulse to just pick up a knife and gut your mother-in-law or some other relative that nags you to death. Trust me, I understand. My murderous impulses run high, especially this time of year. And often I do not care who I kill. The need to kill just feels too strong to ignore sometimes, you understand.

But let me help you hone your murderous impulses like I honed mine. Do not shit where you eat. That means do not kill some one close to you. At least do not do it alone. You might need me as your accomplice phone sex partner if you struggle to find a surrogate for all your rage. A surrogate is the key, especially if you want to kill a young one. The authorities always look at the family and neighbors first. 

But sometimes, a surrogate is not doable. Recently, I helped Chad kill his ex-step-daughter. From what he told me, I did the world a favor. He found me on the dark net, and we talked extensively about this young teen whore. She seduced him years ago but took some pictures of him eating her bald wet pussy that he never knew about. Now that he is divorced from her mother, the little cock tease wants to blackmail him. Conniving cunts need to die.

Conniving Cunts Need To Die

And Chad hired the right accomplice. Not only did I give him an airtight alibi for the girl’s disappearance, but I also made her death look like a runaway situation. One of the things I brag about as your accomplice is that no body is ever found. If you are going to make a snuff porn, you cannot leave any evidence behind.

We fucked that little schemer into oblivion. Destroy her asshole and her cunt before we destroyed her life. I cannot divulge all the details here for fear of incriminating myself or implicating my accomplice, but trust me, that little whore will never be found. Now, who do you need killed?

Castration Phone Sex: It’s a Wonderful Knife This Time of Year

castration phone sexCastration phone sex losers? On Black Friday, I took a record of 8 balls in one day. If I am confessing my dirty antics, I took a few cocks and a few lives too. Who knew I could meet so many losers in a single day. Now, I am not one for shopping, but I did venture out on Black Friday. But not to shop. I went hunting for worthless sacks of shit. And guess what? They were out in droves. Killed a few Karens too, but that story I will save for another day.

I want to tell you about Tim. This idiot appeared so stupid that it was a wonder he could remember how to breathe. He cut me off when I turned into the mall parking lot. But it gets better. He followed me to a parking space and cut me off again. Then he proceeded to yell at me and call me names. No way could I let him get away with that. I make snuff porn. And I eat men like him for breakfast.

I Will Take Your Balls for Looking at Me Wrong

I gave him a hot shot. The sun was not even up yet, and no one was paying attention to me anyway. The folks in the lot only had sales on their mind. But I had murder on my mind. I knew this loser’s name was Tim because I took his wallet. He woke up on my castration chair. That’s my old death row chair that I repurposed. I am all about recycling.

When Tim woke up, he found himself naked and strapped to the chair with a ball gag in his mouth. I separated his cock and balls. A castration band had turned his balls a pretty blue already. The fear in his eyes made me wet. I informed him of his crimes. But I am the judge and jury. I did not care what he had to say for himself. So, I chopped his balls off. I did not cauterize the wound because I had no plans for him to live.

He kept passing out, so I slapped him back awake. I wanted him to feel the pain. Oh, he felt it. I took his cock too. After an hour of genital torture sex, I killed him and fed him to the wildlife. Although I wanted to make his suffering last longer, I had other cocks and balls to castrate, and Karens to kill. With me, it’s a wonderful knife this time of year.

Snuff Movies Inspire Me and Maybe My Kills Inspire Horror Directors Too

snuff moviesI love making snuff movies. Sometimes, Hollywood horror films inspire me. No one inspires me more than Eli Roth. His snuff is fake, but it inspires me, nonetheless. His first film to inspire me was Hostel 2. This scene in the beginning where a sexy woman bathes in the blood of some young girl hanging above her made me so wet. I ended up kidnapping a few young teen girls just to recreate the kill. Teenage blood is the fountain of youth. Great for the skin.

Recently, I saw his last film Thanksgiving. A tad formulaic  for a horror film, but the flick contains some great kills. This move had more blood and guts than some real snuff porn I have watched in the past. Two scenes made my cunt wet. The first one involved the evisceration of a woman. The killer cut her in half with a table saw letting her guts spill out onto the floor.

Horror Movies Often Inspire My Kills

The second scene that got a rise out of me involved a stepmom being basted with butter and stuck in a huge industrial oven. The killer cooked step mommy a golden brown and fed her to daddy to eat. When she came out of the oven, she looked like the perfect Thanksgiving meal. Crispy, golden brown, tender and adorned with potatoes and vegetables. Just how I prepare a meal too. In fact, the scene seemed like a page out of my special cookbook.

Now, I am hunting for the perfect Christmas meal. This is the perfect time for me to kidnap my meal too. Sometimes, it can take weeks to prepare the perfect meal for a cannibalism phone sex feast. Maybe Eli Roth has seen some of my real underground snuff slicks and used some of my kills for his movie. Although I doubt that he knows who I am, I will in the approaching weeks be looking to kill just like his villain did in his latest movie. But I could use an accomplice. Who’s hungry?

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Require the Perfect Accomplice

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies intensify for men as the holidays approach. I attribute the increase in rape fantasies to two things. Stress and family time. Men feel more financial pressure during the holidays. The cost of everything has risen but most folks’ salaries have stayed the same. And holidays mean you see family perhaps you do not see regularly like a sexy aunt or a cute young niece.

And that is why I stay my busiest when the holidays hit. I post discreet ads in mercenary rags. Men see that I can assist them with their rape fantasies and even killer phone sex fantasies and hire me. Usually, I encourage men to find a surrogate for their lust or rage. A victim who could never pick them out of line up or blackmail them for life. However, sometimes a man is dead set of fucking a certain little girl that they do not heed my warnings.

But if the pay is double my fee, I will assist in a high-risk operation like the one Dale wanted. His niece cock teases him. Although he rarely sees her, he jacks off to her daily. His brother and his family came to town this week for the holidays. And he could not wait until Black Friday to fuck her. I tried to counsel him about the risks, but he just added more money. I took a day to think about how it should go. As the accomplice, I weigh the odds of all the different scenarios.

Your Rape Fantasies Require the Perfect Accomplice

Since his family stays with him when they visit, I decided the best way to do this would be to drug the little girl, fuck her in her sleep and clean up her pussy. Although he hated the idea of a condom, I told him if the girl wakes up with a sore cunt, she might not think twice about it, but if she sees a milky cream leaking from her pussy, that will draw more questions.

A urinary tract infection might explain a sore pussy. Or the horseback riding I suggested he do with his niece the day before. He fucked that little girl as she laid passed out in one of his guest bedrooms. He wore a mask and a condom. And the little girl woke up the next day walking funny, and everyone blamed the horse not the uncle. Now, he wants to find a little surrogate he can fuck and make a snuff porn star out of many times over. Of course, I will help him. However, for another large fee.

Bloody Phone Sex Gets Messy with a Gore Whore

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex fun is what I offer. You can call me a gore whore because I like it messy. Very messy. And I do not care who my victim is either. I am an equal opportunity killer. Young girls, young boys or older women and men, all bleed alike. Well, almost alike. Young blood is brighter red. And it tastes sweeter. Although I am no vampire, the taste of blood does not upset me.

I can kill quickly. But why kill quickly when you can prolong the agony? That’s the best part of any kill for me. I get off on your pain and suffering. Or our victim’s pain and suffering. Although I am a loner by nature, I enjoy killing with the right partner too. However, not all the guys who hire me have the stomach for what I do. Perhaps, they can explore their rape phone sex fantasies easier than they can murder their victim.

I Like My Victims Eviscerated Because I am a Gore Whore

I make a great accomplice because I will not let your victim live to identify you. Marc thought he could kill this young girl he fucked. He met this young girl at the mall who claimed to be 18 and down to fuck him. I did not buy his story that he did not know she was not 18. She did not look anywhere close to 18 when I kidnapped her for him. But I did not care because he paid me to get rid of his problem.

He thought he could help kill her but the simp puked at the thought of gutting her like a pig. This little cock tease likely lies to guys about her age, gets them hooked on teenage pussy then attempts to extort money from them because she is jailbait. But guess what? Today, there is one less cock teasing teen in the world. I eviscerated her. Gutted her in front of Marc. He passed out at the sight of her entrails. Pussy.

Not all men have the stomach I do. Nor do all men enjoy the torture sex as much as me. But that is why I am the perfect accomplice. I can stomach anything. The bloodier the better with me.

Snuff Phone Sex Line Means I am Not Your Girlfriend

snuff phone sexThis is a snuff phone sex line. Learn to read, losers. If you want the girlfriend experience, you are not on the right site. I come with a warning label that says, “Does Not Play Well with Others.” It’s true too. I am not the GFE type. Personally, I do not understand coupling or dating. I prefer to be a loner.

Even in my personal life, I do not want a boyfriend. I am a black widow. Men annoy me. People annoy me. The world annoys me. And my threshold for stupidity is low. I snap and kill. But I do not kill in the heat of the moment. That is how folks end up in prison. Like the character Dexter, I had a mentor. My grandpa. He taught me about finding a surrogate for my anger to kill. Or waiting patiently for the right moment to kill my object of hate.

Thanks to him I am a stone-cold killer phone sex bitch. He too was a killer. Perhaps, the killer gene skips a generation because my father was a simp. He couldn’t kill a bug to save his life. However his daughter on the other hand? Well, I could kill anyone. And grandpa saw the potential in me. He turned me into the perfect killing machine.

I am Not Your Girlfriend. I am Your Accomplice or Your Murderer

When I got into dark phone sex it was only because I needed a job. The does not play well with others complicated my ability to work in an office or a store. But now I do murder for hire also. That’s my bread and butter, but for you man who cannot kill for real or make your rape fantasies a reality, I am here for you still. I like to think that my brand of accomplice phone sex inspires men to do very bad things.

If you call me, you are my victim or my accomplice. There will never be any grey area in between. I am not your girlfriend. And I am not looking for romance or sex. I am looking for a bloody good time. And that can be from me cutting off your dick or us force fucking and destroying some little angel. Which are you game for today?