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Bloody Phone Sex Fun

bloody phone sexSunday was bloody phone sex Sunday! I am a sick bitch. I like the sight of blood. A lot of blood often means a lot of pain. For you, not me. My knives are my best friend. I have over 1,000 in my collection. I have vintage knives too. My grandfather ran a private prison. It was eventually shut down by the feds because of his cruel and unusual punishment techniques. I take after him. He enjoyed inflicting pain on others. The difference between us is that I am not torturing incarcerated criminals. I like to make women, men and brats alike bleed. Not just the bad ones either. Granddad only tortured inmates. When his prison was shut down, I inherited everything the feds didn’t take. I have some knives and torture devices from the 40s and 50s and even earlier because he was a collector too. Grandpa had and old cabin in the woods complete with a torture chamber in the basement. I inherited that too. It is three counties away, a 2-hour drive. I make that drive weekly because it is my kill shack. I was there last night because I performed a ritualistic kill in honor of my granddad’s birthday. He would have been 90 yesterday. I picked up this female grifter. I had seen her in action, and she thought she could con me, but the joke was one her. I knew what she was before she spoke. Grandpa liked to make his torture fit the crime, so I tied her up and chopped off her fingers first. I took each finger with a different knife. She likes to pick pockets and boost gift cards, so I took her fingers and her hands slowly and meticulously. Lots of blood. Lots of screaming and crying too. Grandpa would have been proud because I tortured her for hours before I turned her into a snuff victim. She would have been caught eventually and put in prison. I saved the taxpayers money and had some fun. It was Sunday Funday after all.

You May Not Survive My Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexWhen a guy calls me and asks me what gets my pussy wet, I tell him castration phone sex. I have no use for most dicks. It must be less than 1% of the men in this world whoI find tolerable. Honestly, with dildos around I rarely need men. I don’t need their cum because I hate little ones. I have no desires to give birth. I have no motherly instincts. That makes it easier for me to snuff out little victims and castrate useless men. Let’s face it. Most of you are useless to me. So, if you don’t want to help me kill some stupid cunt, then offer up your stupid balls. I am sure the world doesn’t need any more men like you running around, so let’s make sure you never procreate. We can castrate you the easy way or the fun way. Personally, I like the fun way. Fun for me at least. I like it when you resist. There are sadly plenty of losers who offer up their balls freely to be removed, but I like a challenge. I want to pursue my victim. I want to catch you, tie you up and take your balls by force. I want it to hurt. I can use broken glass or a rusty knife to make it more dangerous and painful. I can not cauterize the wound too which means castration might turn into snuff sex. Think you can handle me taking your balls? You may not survive my brand of castration.

Knife Play Phone Sex: A Blade Over Bullets Every Time

knife play phone sexI enjoy knife play phone sex calls. So much you can do with a knife. It is more versatile than a gun. It gives more pain too. A shot to the head or the heart, die quickly. Where is the fun in that? A knife can stab. It can cut. It can slice. It can dice. It can peel. It can chop. It can castrate. A gun can just shoot. Guns are traceable too. Any one can own a knife. Trust me. I know. I own a lot of knives. I use them for many things. I will stab a bitch in the gut and watch her bleed out slowly or I can stab her cunt and ruin her baby making plans. I will cut an artery and masturbate in the blood spurt. I will slice limbs off for amusement. I will dice up body parts and eat them for dinner like I am Annabel Lector lol. I can peel off skin to make things very painful for my victim. I can chop off whore tits and a bastard dick. And, I can castrate worthless balls. If I can chop off a cock, I can’t just leave the balls, right? A knife is a better playmate than a gun. Trust me, I know.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Cum True

taboo phone sexYou know you want more taboo phone sex in 2020. I do too. I don’t do vanilla phone sex. That is why I am on a snuff site. I could never be a GFE. I don’t have much use for men except as accomplices and victims. I went out New Year’s Eve hunting. Before I found a kill, however, I found a partner in crime. Joe was wanting to kill something too. He had a certain kind of victim in mind. At first, he thought we were just messing around, talking shit, but I convinced him to do it for real. I took him to this fun center where schoolboys and girls hang out on Friday nights. Often a big sister or big brother is not paying attention to a baby sister making her easy to lure away. We sat in the car perving for about 30 minutes until he saw his perfect victim. He has long had rape phone sex fantasies for a little angel like her. Until he met me, it was all just fantasy. I made a bold move and snatched the girl. It was dark and no one was paying attention to the little ones ice skating in the back of the complex. I tossed her in the trunk while my accomplice drove to his place. He is not married, and he lives in an old farmhouse off the beaten path. He is a well-respected and no one would connect him to the missing girl. I watched as he stripped her naked. His cock was so hard looking at a bald cunt for the first time. I was making his fantasies cum true. When he fucked her, she screamed. She cried and she fought until he choked her out. She went lifeless, but he kept fucking her. He came in her dead little pussy. He said it was the hardest cum of his life. I am happy to make his and your snuff sex fantasies cum true.

More Snuff Sex in 2020

snuff sexMore snuff sex for 2020? Hell, yes. Most of the snuff films on the Internet are lame and fake. I want to make the real thing. I want to kill more useless twats. What do you think? The world is full of Kardashians. Fake, dumb cunts who use men and contribute nothing to this world. We do not need any more stupid gold diggers.  I kicked off my New Year’s goals early this year. I snatched up a mall brat and slaughtered her last night. I filmed her, of course. I get off when young girls scream and bleed. All I need to make more snuff movies is you. I need a partner who will enjoy ridding this world of useless cunts. One who likes to kill and even forcefully fuck. I am talking about getting rid of them young before they turn into a Kardashian. You can spot them. Young mall rats cock teasing older men, being mean to other girls, milking men for free shit. Even when they are still schoolgirls you can tell they are going to grow up spoiled and self-entitled. Ready to have a murderous 2020 with me?

Snuff Porn and Castration

snuff pornWhile most folks are watching Christmas movies, I am watching snuff porn. I am more murderous this time of year because I lack any holiday spirit and I hate people. Bah humbug. I could only watch so much before I had to kill. But who? Who had been the naughtiest? I wanted to kill my neighbor but that would break my rule of killing close to home. I have a few rules I adhere to and they keep me safe from the law. I went to the mall and picked up a guy who resembled my loser neighbor. The issue with my neighbor is that he thinks he is a Lothario.  He has a revolving door of women but makes them all think she is the only one. He thinks he is George Clooney or something, but he looks more like one of the Three Stooges. He is not handsome and because he is an exhibitionist, I can see he is not hung either. No clue what women see in him. He is not rich. He is not handsome, and he is not hung. Triple loser. My guess is he lies. Tells women he is some rich guy, but he is a poser. Since I couldn’t kill him, I could kill a man like him, or at least castrate him. I found this goober who thought he had what I wanted. If I wanted a fat poor pathetic loser, then sure, he had what I needed. But I would never need that. I let him think we were going to my cabin in the woods to fuck. I castrated him. Just like I do on castration phone sex calls. I chopped his balls off. They were just little nuggets anyway. He started crying in pain and bleeding like a stuck pig. I just laughed as he cried for his worthless nuts. I went out to kill, but I wanted him to live without his balls. I wanted him to have a constant reminder that he is not all that. Now, I need to figure out what to do with my loser neighbor and you. I bet you are just as pathetic.

Teen Snuff Movies

snuff moviesI want to make snuff movies all the time now. The world and social media have gone crazy. So many people are angry, hateful and self-entitled. They are raising brats the same way. I was in line to get an overpriced coffee. A teen brat was in front of me. She had on clothes better suited for a 30-year-old hooker. The barista made her drink wrong. The little twat through a tantrum. She tossed the drink in the barista’s face. Called her a cunt and demanded a new drink. I took it upon myself to teach the bitch some manners. So young and so self-entitled. She would just grow up to be a nightmare. I followed her out of the mall, pushed her in my car and drove her to my kill shack. I called this guy on the way. He deals in young flesh. He would work her over good then sell her. I would get a finder’s fee and this little brat would be out of society for good. I helped him fuck the shit out of her. She was crying and screaming as his cock ravaged her young hole. I pissed in her face. She needed to be broken in and brought down to reality. She was no better than that barista. She was just a little teen twat. She was lucky I didn’t kill her. She would net more money alive though. After my pal and accomplice made a few calls, he had her sold to a very nasty P man with a collection of teen girls. This client is so rough on those little fuck holes that he needs replacement teen whores on standby. No one would find the little slut where she was going. She is about to get a rude awakening about life. Self-entitled brats get fucked and sold in my world.

Holidays Bring Out Sadistic Phone Sex

sadistic phone sexSadistic phone sex is the best gift you can give yourself for the holidays. Trust me. I understand murderous impulses, dark desires and uncontrollable rage. I am filled with all three daily. I have discovered that letting my homicidal impulses out is the best therapy. Keeping anything bottled inside is bad for your health. So, when I saw the little brat making a snowman, I didn’t keep my urges in. I checked my surroundings to make sure I would not get busted. It would have been better with a male accomplice, but I still had my fun. I made a bloody angel in the snow. I stabbed her many times as she screamed out in pain. Eventually, she was gagging on the blood regurgitating out of the hole in her throat. The white snow under her tiny body turned bright red. I watched the life go out of her body. It was a therapeutic kill. Perhaps, that girl did nothing to me, but it felt good to let out all the rage. It felt cathartic to kill because so many people piss me off this time of year. Give it a try. I think you will find that killing and force fucking will put you in the holiday mood.

Snuff Porn Addiction

snuff pornI was watching snuff porn last night and masturbating. I am a snuff addict. After a few hours of watching men and women, even girls and boys, get slaughtered, I had a wet pussy and an urge to kill. Snuff films just feed my appetite for death. They don’t curb my homicidal impulses. I found myself outside a Chuck E Cheese. It is a cornucopia of snuff bait. I found a young mother with a sweet little girl and immediately thought snuff double date. I kidnapped them, which was easy. The stupid cunt mother was on her phone when I drugged her. The little girl was immobilized by fear. I took them to my kill shack and worked out my anger issues. I carved them up like a Thanksgiving turkey. It makes me feel good to kill. I am a serial killer. I have never been caught because I follow some cardinal rules. I don’t have a type. I don’t murder in impulse and I don’t kill people I know. I also dispose of the remains, so they are never found. I dismember bodies and feed them to the coyotes. People hire me for their snuff sex needs because I don’t get caught. Now, a young mom and her daughter are missing in my community. They will never be found. There is nothing to be found. By now, coyotes are shitting them out in the woods.

Tis the Season to Make Snuff Movies

snuff moviesMost women are watching sappy ass Lifetime Christmas movies this time of year. Not me. I am watching and making snuff movies. I hate the holidays. The only thing I can tolerate are the crowded malls. And that is because crowded malls are perfect hunting grounds for sick bitches. The malls are crammed full of snuff victims. Pretty, vacuous and greedy little bitches who deserve to die run amok in malls across the US . Consumer culture obsessed brats who think the world revolves around them. I saw this posse of young mean girls. They were making fun of adults. They were scamming men out of money too. They were the kind of girls it would be fun to slaughter. Getting them away from the mall was easy too. I drove them willingly to their death. I told them I was a movie director and I was casting a horror movie that needed young girls. They ate up my lie because of their colossal egos. Once in my kill shack, I gave them drinks spiked with knock out drugs and I destroyed them. They weren’t passed out. There is no fun in that. Just subdued, so they would fight less. I like a little fight in them. They quickly realized I was a snuff porn director and they were my stars. I stripped them naked first. I enjoyed humiliating them like they did the women in the mall. I drew with a  sharpie on their fat areas. I wrote whore on their foreheads and laughed at their flat titties and bald cunts. Eventually, I got annoyed with their whining. I killed them. Slowly of course. I wanted to enjoy their death. I made it painful, cutting their femoral arteries until they bled out slowly. RIP Mean girls. You were naughty bitches and Santa snuffed you out.