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Tender Age Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesI have rape phone sex fantasies just like you. I don’t want to force myself on a man, however. I would much rather castrate or snuff a man. My dark force fuck fantasies involve tender age girls. The cock teasing whores you see at the mall and immediately get a hard cock and bad thoughts. I love to hunt at the mall. A suburban mall is full of tender age meat ripe for some sick fun with a sick bitch. I picked this teen slut last night. She looked like she stepped out of a Heathers or Mean Girls movie. She either came from money or had sugar daddies. I didn’t care. She was gonna get out of high school and fuck men over constantly. She had self entitled hot bitch all over her face. When I approached her, she looked disgusted. I think she would have insulted me if I had not given her a business card making me appear as a talent scout for horror movies. This old trick works every time for dumb teen whores. I didn’t have to kidnap her. She arrived at my cabin in the woods for her “screen test” a few hours later. I told her the director was running late, gave her a spiked cocktail. She woke up tied up with that ‘Oh shit” look on her face when she realized she had been duped. I could smell her fear. I drank some wine and taunted her with my big knife. I told her this was her audition for my snuff porn which would have strong sadistic sexual overtures. I cut off her perky boobs and fried them in some vegetable oil. They tasted like friend eggplant. I ate her perky breasts in front of her. I thought she might stroke out before I had fun with her pussy. I have a special dildo for cock teasing teens. It is big with razor blades. I shredded her cunt like I would peel an onion. With every thrust, I took a layer of her womb. She eventually bled out cuz I sliced her aortic artery. It was a fun time, but an accomplice always makes such endeavors more enjoyable.

Snuff Sex is the Best Sex

snuff sexSnuff sex makes me horny. Nothing like a little killing spree with the right person to get things going in the bedroom. I met David at a Goth club. He wasn’t Goth, but he likes Goth girls. He was looking for me.  He heard a rumor that I was the right girl for a job he needed done. We talked for a bit and hit it off instantly. Rarely, does that happen. Usually, I want to kill people the moment they open their mouths. Not him. He wasn’t giving me the runaround or any bullshit. He had an ex wife. Technically, he had an ex cunt. She was trying to take him to the cleaners when she was the one who cheated and left the marriage. He needed her gone so he could keep his money he inherited from his family. She was a cheating, gold digging cunt who I would enjoy killing. With an acrimonious divorce going on, he would be the first suspect. I agreed to a later payment and to do it solo to protect him. It was going to be a pleasure making a snuff porn with the bitch because she gives women a bad name. Last night, she met her demise. It was ugly too. I made it look like a home burglary and sexual assault. I clean her out. She had a sizeable amount of money hidden in her closet, along with a bag of heroin. She was drug dealer. Perfect. I left the drugs and most of the cash to cast suspicion away from my client. I had fun taunting her. In the end, I gave her a Columbian necktie and fucked her cunt with a baseball bat. She died savagely. I went to a motel to meet my client and we fucked with his now dead wife’s blood on my body. I don’t often fuck my clients, but he was hot, and his wife was a 1000% cunt.

Taboo Phone Sex Only: This Bitch is Not Your GFE

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is the only kind of phone sex I engage in. I think being on a snuff site makes that clear. Apparently, there are a lot of dumb asses who can’t read who call me talking all sweet like baby this and baby that looking for the GFE experience. I offer the killer experience. I don’t do romantic calls. I don’t do romance period. Last guy that tried to cuddle with me, lost his testicles. He lost his will to cuddle ever again too. I don’t understand why guys think I am girlfriend material. I am Goth. I am violent, and I hate just about everyone.  The men I meet in person are just as dumb as the guys who call me looking for a girlfriend. I met Tom at Starbucks. It is a vice of mine, but I don’t give off the “I want to talk to strangers” vibe. Tom was clueless to my “leave me the fuck alone” social cues. Even after I bluntly said, “fuck off loser,” he still tried to get my cell number and my social media information. I don’t do any form of social media. I do not feel the need for other people to know when I piss and shit or see pictures of my food. I thought he got the message finally when I kneed him in the balls. Apparently, he needs schooled in the Me Too movement. Nothing says no like a kick in the balls. The dumb bastard followed me home. I knew he needed a stronger message. I invited him in, acted like I was playing hard to get and spiked his beer with a fast acting knock out pill. He woke up with his severed balls shoved in his mouth. I used a rusty old knife and let him bleed out a bit before I cauterized the wound. I informed him that since he was too dumb to understand no, he was too dumb to procreate. He was horrified when I gave him a mirror to see what was in his mouth. Let Tom be a lesson to you losers calling me some vanilla GFE bullshit. You are my victim or my accomplice, but never my lover. Never ever.

Castration Phone Sex Sunday

castration phone sexCastration phone sex Sunday means you get junk removal at the economic cost of a phone sex call. Normally, I charge a couple grand to remove some loser’s balls, but on Sundays, I feel charitable. I could take loser balls all day long. Nothing gives this sick bitch pleasure like ridding losers and assholes of the very thing they need to reproduce. Certain people should not be allowed to procreate. I bet you are one of them if you are still reading. Last night I chopped off a pair of hairy balls for free. The guy was not self aware. He didn’t want his testicles removed. In fact, he took their departure from his body hard. I bet you are wondering what would justify me taking a random stranger’s balls, right? He tried to force his loser dick in my mouth in a bar bathroom. If you ask me, he got off easy. I could have taken his entire dick. I should have removed his dick, but at least now he won’t be trying to force his puny wiener in any other woman. I carry several knives with me always. This one was tucked in the back of my pants. When he forced himself into the ladies’ room and pushed me on my knees, I grabbed it. He never saw it coming. He felt it when I sliced his balls off, however. The once macho attacker was now a bleeding, blubbering bitch boy. You will never have the upper hand on me. I am always expecting the worst behavior in men. Normally, when I take some one’s balls who has paid for junk removal, I cauterize the wound. I don’t care if you bleed out on the bathroom floor of a nightclub when you assault women.  I should have cut that loser’s dick off and used it to make an ass rape porn. I bet I could make a lot of money from a video where a nutless man got fucked in the ass with his severed dick.

 

Cannibalism Phone Sex: Some Men are Better Dead

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex is for men with certain tastes. Not all men with such fantasies are Hannibal Lector, however. I have quite a few men who fantasize about being devoured by a hot bitch with peculiar tastes. I have a different palette than most people. I like a good pig roast but without the pig. I don’t eat swine. I do eat man flesh, however. Cooked just right, it is a very satisfying meal. Low calorie too. William paid me to kill him. We had a contract so that nothing would come back on me. The law says that someone cannot pay for their murder. So, he technically took his own life with pills. I just drank wine and watched. And waited while the oven preheated. No one would find his body unless they inspected my shit. I love eating men that have just died. They taste better fresh. I broiled William in a big pot over an open flame. I buttered him, so his skin would cook evenly and a pretty golden brown. I added veggies from my garden and turned him into man stew. It tastes great and it is healthy. Not to mention it last for a long time. William did more good to me dead than alive. He fed me for a month. He was very self aware. He knew he could do more for me dead than alive. Are you that self aware? I am hungry again.

Sunday Snuff Phone Sex

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex Sundays have become my favorite day of the week. While others are going to church and resting, I am slaying stupid cunts and severing worthless dicks. I believe in Sunday, Bloody, Sunday. I was in a foul mood this morning. I was supposed to hook up with this guy to torture his little cock teasing niece. I had all the details arranged. I like killing with an accomplice, especially when the victim is a little girl. It is fun for me to watch you force fuck her holes until your dick is covered in her blood. He stiffed me a sizeable amount of money and I wanted paid. I decided to hunt him. I found him in his apartment. He was easy to find. He gave me fake info about his niece but used his real name. He was going to be fun to torture and snuff. He recognized me from the avatar I use on the Dark Net. Stupid fuck thought this was all some sort of joke. The joke was on him. I was going to remove his balls and his cock, so he would have to piss through a straw for the rest of his life. Some one as dumb as him, doesn’t deserve to have pleasure. Certainly, doesn’t need to reproduce either. Stupidity breeds stupidity. I stripped him naked, tied him to a chair and told him he was in for a world of pain. I brought my rusty saw and knife, so it would hurt more. He thought I was joking. I don’t mess around when it comes to castration phone sex. I take junk and I don’t do it painlessly. Where is the fun in that? I put his dick under a Bible and sawed it off. His blood seeped many pages of God’s word. Funny, right?  I snickered as he screamed in pain. Taking his balls too was just for fun. Only a dickless man fucks around with a sadistic bitch, so I made him into what he already was.

Do You Wanna Be a Snuff Sex Sensation?

snuff sexSome folks watch snuff sex, some folks make it. I am in the latter category. I am not a fan of most people. I would just assume kill you as shake your hand most days. On the Dark Net, I have a fan following. People pay good money to watch me butcher people. I don’t have a type. I am an equal opportunity killer. I don’t care about age, gender, wealth or race. If you annoy me, you annoy me, and I start taking bids on the Dark Net on how to kill you. Some victims are more popular for my snuff porn site. I had a tender age blonde girl caged like a wild animal as I took bids on what to do to her. All those old perverts watching my show wanted her sexually abused first. Most of them wanted to do the honors, but I sold that honor to the top bidder. Her tiny little cunt went for quite a premium too. Usually, I find some one to fuck my little victims then someone to kill them. This time a guy paid for both honors. He had cold hard cash. I don’t ask questions. You want to fuck and kill, go ahead. I will be your accomplice. The night came for the live final show and this guy was nothing like I imagined he would be. In fact, he looked and sounded like a tiny dick sissy man, not a sadistic killer. Again, he was paying, so I didn’t give a fuck about what he looked like. I pulled her out of the cage and threw her to him. He circled her like a vulture before he ripped her clothes off. He fucked her viciously, leaving her bloody and broken. I was impressed. He had a lot of rage. He must have been on something because he tore her limb from limb just like a wild animal would. It was a bloody massacre. My highest paid and highest watched show ever. I think the young nature of the victim had a play in this; but he was an unlikely sadistic star. Are you an unlikely sadistic star? I bet I can make you a Dark Net sensation too with the right victim.

Snuff Sex is the Best Sex

snuff sexSnuff sex is the best if you ask me. Fuck them and kill them. I am not one for pillow talk. I am not one for cuddling either. Once I cum, my need for a guy is over. Just like once you fuck a tender age slut, you don’t want to send her home to rat you out as a dirty P man, right? They lose their usefulness. Normally, I don’t kill my accomplices, but I rarely fuck them either. Ted hired me to procure him a virgin school girl. At the age he wanted, finding a virgin was not difficult. Ted was not a creepy fat fuck driving a white van with a mattress in the back who is forced to register with the police department whenever he moves. He was a handsome, sophisticated and intelligent man. He wanted a young girl because he could afford it. Enough money gets you whatever you want in this world. He had a rape fantasy involving a super young girl. I made it come true for a price. I think I got super horny watching a good looking dude fuck a little bitch. Of course, I was also aroused by her screams. After it was clear he was done with her, I killed her. That turned him on. His dick got hard again when he thought he was drained dry by that bald tight slit. Never underestimate the sex appeal of a snuff porn bitch. I carved up that little beauty queen and fed her to the coyotes. We fucked like wild animals afterwards. Her blood was still on his dick and all over my body. After he came, he tried to cuddle. Like what the fuck man? I just killed the little slut you assaulted. Do you think I wanna spoon? He got a knife to the chest. It’s a knee jerk reaction to any attempt at intimacy. I fuck and I kill. I was a tad remorseful because a good cock shouldn’t go to waste. But, he shouldn’t have tried to spoon. A spoon gets the knife every time.

Castration Phone Sex Therapy

castration phone sexCastration phone sex keeps me busy. I am amazed at how many men want their junk removed-on and off the phone. Daily, I chop off some loser’s nuts on the phone. I used to have a profile on the dark net. I would take testicles and specialize in CBT encounters for pay.  I took it down last year because I was getting too many crazy men who took pleasure in giving me the runaround or would puss out when I pulled out my knife.  I still have some old CBT clients. Tim has been coming to me weekly for years for CBT play. I go rough on his cock and balls too. I use whips and paddles, along with my leather boots. I have busted a nut before kicking the shit out of his worthless balls. He texted me for a session this week. He wanted something different. This time, he wanted me to castrate him. Took him 5 years to realize he doesn’t deserve sexual pleasure. His wife cuckolds him too. He is just a sad sack born with a tiny dick. I have been waiting for the day that he would ask this question. He came over Wednesday night. He was sober when he arrived, but he didn’t stay that way for long. For castration to work best, the subject should be altered. I don’t have medical supplies and painkillers. I do have Jack Daniels. He did 5 shots quickly, then I strapped him down in my execution chair I converted for castration therapy. Taking a man’s balls is therapeutic for everyone. I blindfolded him because he is a big old pussy. I stretched his cock out on the castration bar, pulled his tiny balls thru the hole and snip snip. Just like that, they were gone. I cauterized the wound, so he wouldn’t bleed out. He wanted to keep his balls like a young boy wants to keep his tonsils. I put them in a jar of formaldehyde as a parting gift. He limped home with his balls a gift to his wife. I don’t ask questions. I chop balls, take the money and send them home. Who is next?

Sex with Dead Bodies

sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies is better than it sounds. I don’t date. I am not exactly the type of girl who excels in the online dating bullshit. I am a sadistic bitch. I have dark fantasies. I hate most people. I don’t look at men with googly eyes like most girls. I see a man and I just wonder if he is accomplice material or victim material. I don’t often look at a guy and say, “Damn, I’d like to fuck him.” But, I am a woman, with needs like any other woman. I have a mortician friend who lets me know when a fresh body comes in with what I need. What I don’t need is a small dick or romantic bullshit. I am like a praying mantis female. After sex, I just assume bite my lover’s head off than cuddle. Men only serve a purpose when they are helping me kill. My friend let’s me know if a man comes into the morgue with rigor mortis in the right places. I come in ride the donkey until I cum. I get off and I don’t feel the need to bite the head off my lover.  He can’t say anything annoying. He can’t attempt to cuddle or do small talk. Ideally, I prefer to kill them myself. It is more satisfying, but the problem with that is sometimes my desire for a nice cock is gone when the loser it is attached too begs for mercy and shit. At the morgue, it is just a hard cock. I hop on and hop off and a corpse can’t kill the mood like a live victim. My ideal lover is one who is willing to die for my sexual pleasure. Is that you? You most have a big cock and a desire to die quietly.