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Blasphemy Sex

blasphemy sexI am a blasphemy sex bitch. I don’t believe in God so why the fuck would I care if I took his name in vain? I do more than just curse the entity so many stupid fucks think is their salvation. God is the biggest myth out there. The oldest one too. Churches just perpetuate the myth to rob people of their money. I have a partner in crime when it comes to the desecration of holy vessels. We busted into a church last night and had a little party. We picked one of those mega churches. It is bullshit. Preachers and church officials living high on the hog, while their congregation is poor, giving their last pennies to the bullshit church. My friend and I did things only Satan would approve of. We pissed in the baptismal chamber. He shit on the Bibles. I fucked my cunt with crosses. We ransacked the place. We vandalized the walls with things like Hail Satan and 666 Rules. We left porn pictures all over the place too. Pictures of young girls getting sodomized by horny beasts. I love blasphemy phone sex. It gets my cunt wet to destroy something the stupid masses find holy. Fuck God. Fuck Jesus. Fuck the church. Hail Satan.

Accomplice Phone Sex

accomplice phone sexI love being an accomplice phone sex partner. Guys want me too as their partner because I have no limits. I lack empathy or remorse, which makes me the perfect killing and kidnapping machine. This guy I know is a big wig in the sex trade. He contracts with me occasionally to procure him some young talent. He pays well, so I don’t mind freelancing as a sex trader. I went to Chuck E Cheese and took twin girls. They were not being watched properly. Their babysitter was flirting with a young guy and her charges wandered off and found some danger. I drugged them once at my car then drove them straight to their new life of hell. My friend was extremely impressed. These twin girls were so young, he could get double the normal price. Plus, they were little white girls in pristine condition. Princesses, not illegal or ethnic ghetto trash. Most of the girls he deals with are illegal brats smuggled into the US that no one will miss or the white trash brats of strippers and whores or junkies. These angels were like the fuck trophies of the Hollywood elite. He planned to auction off their virginity to the highest bidder first, then sell them to who ever paid the most to have them. I knew these girls’ lives were about to forever change from one of privilege to one of fear and fucking. But that is not my worry. I got paid. Plus, I hate little brats.

Sadistic Phone Sex

sadistic phone sexSadistic phone sex? Hell, yes. Don’t call me for your bullshit romantic fantasies. I will put a bullet to your head. I don’t give a shit about your needs, unless you have the need to kill like me. Most men I meet, can’t keep up with me. They are squeamish about blood and guts. Or, they just want to fucking cuddle or something stupid like that. Or, they tell you they just fantasize about bad shit but would never really harm someone. Where the fuck is the fun in that? I don’t do fake or fantasy. I was with this dude the other night who said he wanted to kill his ex-wife. I was so turned on. He was talking some violent shit. He wanted to rip her limbs off and fuck her with a baseball bat. He wanted to burn her nipples and cut off her clit. My cunt was wet. I was gathering up my shit to go make a snuff porn with her when he was like what are you doing. When I told him, I was gathering the shit we needed to snuff his ex, he freaked out. He was like, “no, no, no. I’m just kidding. I wouldn’t do that.” So, I killed him. I tore his limbs off and I fucked his ass with a baseball bat. I loved every moment of it too. I mean you can’t get me excited for a gory kill then tell me you were just joking. That is being a twat tease. I made a mess of my house, but I needed to kill. He may have just been fantasizing, but I was serious. Dead serious. It may be killer phone sex fantasies for you, but I am a sociopath. I am the female Ted Bundy or female Jack the ripper.

Snuff Porn for the Holidays

snuff pornI am the queen of the underground snuff porn world. My work is in high demand as the holidays approach. One would think that men and women are less murderous this time of year, but that is not the case. Thanksgiving and Christmas heighten killer impulses. I had a request come in early this week from a man who wants his cock teasing niece gone before Christmas. He has a few motives. One, he wants to upset his brother so he will be distracted from the family business. Apparently, a family tragedy distracts a man enough for a takeover by a partner. Plus, his little niece is a cock tease. She wriggles her little butt on her uncle’s hard cock and just giggles. She has been doing this for years. She may be a schoolgirl, but she knows what she is doing. He has more than rape phone sex fantasies. He has a friend who hired me last year to kill his stepdaughter. I was happy to take this job. I got the money upfront. That is standard procedure. No one can back out if I collect the money up front. This man was not nervous at all. There is no way he will get cold feet. He explained in elaborate detail what he wanted to do to her tiny fuck holes and how he wanted me to torture her. He was erect the entire time too. I am going to look forward to filming him fucking her tiny holes and her tortuous death. I think I enjoy killing little girls the most.

I Make Snuff Porn

snuff pornI don’t just watch snuff porn. I used to watch it all the time, but I could tell that most of what I was watching was fake. I felt robbed.  I was paying good money to watch what I was told was real, a one of a kind film. I would see the same victim in other movies. I would see an eye blink or a ribcage heave in a final scene. After never seeing a real snuff flick, I decided to make my own.  There is a lot of pleasure in knowing you are making the real thing. It takes a lot to make real snuff movies, however. You need a victim. You need a place where you can kill your prey undetected and that will be easy to clean up. You must wash away the DNA after you make your film. You need camera equipment to record the killing and you need the tools of the theme of your snuff flick. My films all have a Gothic feel. Dark, damp with lots of torture. I have become well known in the underground world of snuff films. No one knows my real identity, but they hire me to make them a home movie for them frequently. Ex-wives, ex-husbands, bad bosses, annoying brats, hot teen sluts and double-crossing sluts and bastards have been the stars of my movies. Who do you want to star in my next snuff flick?

Some Men are Born for Snuff Sex

snuff sexSometimes you meet someone, and you know they were put in front of you for snuff sex. Teddy was given to me by some higher, darker power. He was the most annoying man on earth. He was flashy in a way that screamed he was overcompensating for a small cock. All he talked about was his fancy sports car and his money. I don’t exactly scream sugar baby type. I am not impressed with money. I had no idea why he was hitting on me, but he wouldn’t go away. I dropped a roofie in his Martini. I mean what man drinks a Martini in a Goth bar? He got woozy quickly, so I got him to my car. He was a tiny dude. I had no problem getting him in my car. I drove him to my cabin in the woods. When he woke up, he was naked and tied to a St. John’s board that I had on the floor. Next to me were all my knives I use for castration. I was going to kill this annoying fucker, but I was going to castrate and torture him first. I used a dull rusty blade to slice his balls off. I didn’t give him a clean or compassionate castration. I wanted him to scream. I wanted him to hurt. I accomplished both. When he got too loud for my nerves, I shoved his severed balls in his mouth, and I cut off his dick too.  I then made some surgical slices to his arteries and watched as he bled out. It took a while, but the asshat finally died. I fed his dead body to the coyotes. I had no remorse either. No one is going to miss this rich fucker. His ego was way bigger than his dick. Well, now no woman has to endure him again. It was a random act of kindness on my part.

 

Killer Phone Sex: My First Kill

killer phone sexKiller phone sex is at an all-time high the last week of October. I think Halloween inspires people. My first kill was on Halloween night when I was in high school. The death of a popular cheerleader was never solved. At least not the death of the popular cheerleader in my community. She was a queen bitch. She made Regina in Mean Girls seem like Mother Theresa. This pretty little cheerleader was so cruel and self-entitled. She made my life hell. I could have handled the name calling and constant torment at school, but she went way further than that. She treated me like Carrie at the prom. And I was way savvier and more astute than Carrie White. One day, I snapped. She poisoned my lunch, made me super sick, so I killed her. I played the victim role, but I got my pound of flesh.  I stabbed her in her bed a thousand times. I injected her with a paralytic drug. She felt every ounce of pain, but she couldn’t scream or move. Her parents were asleep down the hall, while I butchered their daughter with glee. I used a big dildo with a condom on it to penetrate her cunt and ass. It would look like some one had rape phone sex fantasies for her and throw suspicion off the girls she tormented. That was 12 years ago, and it is still an unsolved sexually motivated murder. The bitch had it coming. I am grateful to her, however. She made me realize how easy it is to kill. How much fun it is to inflict harm onto another living person. She gave me my passion for murder. Once you have your first kill, you are hooked. You kill again and again and for far fewer personal reasons. Let me help you have your first kill.

Making Snuff Movies

snuff pornI love watching snuff movies but making them is so much more fun. I am a sick bitch. It turns me on to see some dumb slut get slaughtered on film. After a while, all snuff flicks begin to look the same. I must reach into the depravity of my mind to bring some creativity to the genre. Most films it is some helpless little twit giving into some sadist butcher. But what if the snuff victim wasn’t so helpless? I love the Goth culture. I consider myself Goth. I know a lot of women in the lifestyle, many are bad ass bitches like me. I thought about a sadist on sadist film. Two bitches fighting till their death. I hired two sexy Goth babes for my homemade snuff flick. I lied to them of course, because no one was coming out alive but me. I paid them ahead of time so they would not suspect my ulterior motives. I even had a fake medic on hand, so they believed their wounds would be tended too. I wanted real blood and they understood that. They just didn’t know I wanted real death too. The props they thought were fake or rigged, were deadly. I tossed them into my movie like an epic battle of a Game of Thrones episode. They clubbed each other viciously, falsely believing the spikes in the club were retractable with blood packs attached. The first blow to the head sprayed brain matter everywhere. I was super wet. My star who threw the first blow didn’t realize it was fake yet. She clubbed her victim again. This time she didn’t get up. I wanted the film to go longer, so I went in swinging as the camera rolled. As my snuff porn star looked on in shock at the girl she just slaughtered, I clubbed her. Her blood and sinew splattered on my body. I was the last bitch standing, but then that was always the plan.

Taboo Phone Sex October

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is in full swing during October. Maybe all those slasher films are inspiring people to explore their dark desires. I can only hope. Violence on TV and in the movies helps make monsters like me! I have no moral compass. I have no guilt. I lack empathy. I am the perfect killing machine. Men come to me to help them with their murderous impulses. I am always a willing accomplice. Mr. Smith wanted his ex-wife killed. It was not just a simple contract killing. He wanted her tortured. I didn’t ask why because I didn’t care. I was being paid well for the task. I did some research on her habits and patterns to decide when the best time was to execute her. I saw her new husband and I knew why she was wanted dead. It didn’t take me long to put together this was a simple revenge murder. My guess was she left her husband for a hung man, a real man. I know I was being paid well to kill her, so I talked to her and suggested she make me a better offer. She married up, not down with hubby number two. She doubled my pay to kill her ex and to castrate him. Now, she was talking my language. I love to sever the balls of spiteful small dicked losers. My client was jealous that his wife married a better man with a bigger dick and a bigger bank account. One less small dick loser in the world is a win for all mankind. I went back to my original client and I killed him but before he died, I took his cock and balls. I let him know that his ex made me a better deal. The horrified look on his face when he realized he had been double crossed was priceless. I tortured him for hours before I put him out of everyone’s misery. If you hire me to kill someone, just make sure that someone can’t make me a better offer.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies of Mommy

rape phone sex fantasies He had rape phone sex fantasies of his mother. I helped him. I hear all the time from callers about their cock teasing mommies. Or worse, domineering no more wire hanger kind of mothers. I have an easy answer for that. Revenge. Force fuck your mother. Torture your mother. Degrade your mother. Make her pay for denying you her pussy or affection or both. There is nothing worse than a mother who lacks maternal instincts. That is why I will never be a mother. I have zero maternal instincts. I have no problem, however, helping you explore your anger, even hatred, for your mother.  Tom is a 40-year-old man with mommy issues. His mother smothers him, controls him, ruins his relationships, guilts him and denies him her pussy. I helped him with the revenge. I wanted him to kill the old hag, but he just wanted to fuck her. She walked around the house half naked when he was young. She had many a lover over and flaunted it. She had him wash her back as a teen boy then scolded him for getting a boner when he saw his mother naked. The bitch needed a lesson. He was paying for my assistance. I was his accomplice phone sex partner, so I went with the program. I broke into her house in the middle of the night and set the scene. I blindfolded her. I even gave her a roofie to cloud her mind. Her son joined the party in a BDSM mask and forced his cock in all her holes. First time was privy to such an old bitch getting dicked. It was more enjoyable than I imagined it would be. The bitch had it coming. Women of any age just can’t get away with cock teasing men all their lives. You reap what you sow bitch.