Killer phone sex fantasies anyone? Be honest with yourself. There is someone in your life you wish dead. You have come to the right place to explore them. I hate just about everyone. I wish people dead every day. Sometimes, fantasies become reality in my world. Either I take matters into my own hand because I have a low tolerance for dick heads and stupid cunts, or I am contracted out for disposal services. Why do people come to me to hide their bodies? Because I know what the fuck I am doing. Spring is the best time to hide the evidence. Human remains make great fertilizer for my garden. Folks who hunt with me always ask how I never get caught. That answer is simple. Never leave any evidence. A human body can’t be left for discovery. I hate hunting in winter because I need to find a place to keep a body on ice until the ground thaws and I can dispose of it in my fertilizer granulation machine. This machine is awesome. You shove the body in and it grinds it up, even the bones, into minuscule parts that are later sprinkled over my couple acres of land. The body can go in dead or alive. Either way its bloody fun. The smell is far less pungent than horse shit. Bonus, human fertilizer produces very nice vegetables and lovely flowers. Right now, I have a few bodies chilling in the meat freezer until the first day of Spring when they get mixed in with some coffee grounds in the fertilizer machine. I take sadistic pleasure too in serving people food that was grown in the soil of their missing loved one. So yes, this sadistic bitch can’t wait for Spring. Let’s hunt together. Let me get rid of your ex girlfriend’s body . For shits and giggles, let’s make her grieving family a carrot cake with carrots grown in her remains and deliver flowers to her grave that grew in the same manner.
Spring Time Killer Phone Sex Fantasies
An Electrifying Experience
I was bound by strong rope around my neck, tits, arms, wrists, and thighs. I could not move even an inch. My legs are stretched across a strange looking metal box. It has two plastic dildos coming up from the top. The dildo in the front is huge, looking to be about 10 long and 6 inches in its girth. The one behind that is a little smaller but still between 7-8 inches long and at least 4 inches in girth. I am forced down upon them, taking the larger in my pussy, and the smaller one in the ass. I scream as I am shoved roughly down , taking all of both cocks in my holes in one movement. I get slapped hard across the face for allowing the scream to slip out, and I taste blood. You tell me one more utterance of sound and you will put a ball gag for my mouth. You look at me with an evil gleam in your eye and I know you are perversely enjoying the pain you are causing me. Both my pussy and my ass are stretched and full. It is painful, but I fight the urge to make any further noise. A vibration starts from deep within me. I realize you have a remote to this device. You have turned vibration on to both dildos that are in me. Pain becomes pleasure and I moan. I know immediately I have made a mistake. You told me not another sound. Suddenly a jolt shot through my clit, pussy, ass, and legs. It was as if thousands of fire ants had bitten me at once. Even though I was tied tightly, my body managed to rise an inch or two and slam down hard, impaling myself on the electric cocks even harder than before. I lose control of my urine, pissing all over the machine that is under me. For this, I will receive an even stronger jolt. I am pretty sure my clit is damaged beyond repair. It feels as if it is on fire. Tears run down both cheeks. You laugh….and I know that I have a very long and painful night ahead of me.
Snuff Phone Sex Forced and Used
Forcefully fucked, gagged, bound, and snuffed the fuck out is a regular dream of mine when it comes to snuff phone sex. Anytime I get the chance to fall prey to a homicidal maniac I take it, and my panties get so fucking moist during the whole pursuit of his attention.
Playing my favorite roll as a lost and helpless woman walking the streets at night hoping to find my Jack the Ripper. It was a cool night as I bar hopped and got wasted making me the perfect victim of the perfect crime. I felt them following me all five of them were dark skinned and fairly big men. My heart raced as I turned down the alley hoping they would too. I stepped aside and pulled out my crack pipe and starting lighting up when it happened.
Knocked out and taken to a vacant basement corridor I found my wrists bound to some old pipes as I was laid out and stripped naked by the blade of a knife that left cuts along my flesh. I was gang raped and beat to a bloody pulp and left half dead barely able to breathe.
Kidnapping phone sex
I’ve been missing for two weeks since these men snatched my little whore ass up. I have been in their basement this whole time. They all whore black masks that covered their faces. I was tied to a table that was covered in my blood since they kept hacking away at my skin. These men were ready to see my body lifeless. I cried for help asking them to release me- and instead I was stripped naked, bruised, and battered. They used sharp tools to torture me in different ways. They fucked my holes and filled them with cum while one of them cut my nipples then burned them with metal. Others penetrated my cunt with scissors seeing what they could snip. My ass hole was fucked with a sharp objects until I bled non stop. My throat was fucked by each of men and then shortly after all my teeth were pulled out to gum them with my mouth. They laughed as they used a scalpel to rip out my clit telling me there is no enjoyment in being a whore. Right when I thought they were going to kill me by slitting my throat I then awoke- only to find my stupid pathetic whore ass by a ditch.
Cannibalism Phone Sex
There aren’t a lot of things that can compare to the excitement of cannibalism phone sex. Hearing about how you want to cook my flesh for dinner makes me really hot. When you call in and you tell me you want to snuff me then eat my body. I know what you think of me. You think I’m a worthless piece of meat and I love every bit of it. I cling on to your every word. I want to be trapped in your dungeon room without any water or food. I want to suffer and be torture for weeks on end until you are hungry for me.
My body is going to be covered in harsh blood red marks from the lashings. I want the whip to have pieces of skin left on it. Or maybe you will use a bull hook and I’ll have deep hole wounds in my skin. I’m going to scream and beg, but that is just going to get you going more. Your cock is going to fill my throat up as I beg for air while you skull fuck me. After your done fucking my throat, you throw me on the ground and kick my stomach. You make sure to break several ribs.
I’m lying there in pain but I know it’s nowhere near the end. You suspend me in the air and begin to cut each limb off one by one throwing it on the grill. Blood is everywhere and I’m just a chunk of flesh begging you to kill me. I know I will soon bleed out but you make sure every last moment is severely painful as you cut each piece of rib out of my chest. My eyes start to become hazy as you look into my dying eyes. I can hear you cumming on me as I take my last breath.
NEVER talk down to me!
I did something awfully twisted…but what’s new about that? I just needed to feel the satisfaction of justice or maybe the sick satisfaction of a brutal death. The family up the street that I killed, well they just thought they were the shit. They were the perfect family and were always acting like they were better than everyone else. I hate people like that, they are the worst kind and the kind I like to see hurt. So I decided to give them what they had coming to them, I had a plan that if they had lived, they surely would have never forgotten. I waited till they had all gone to bed, night time had made it where I could sneak in undetected and I am very convincing with a gun. I broke in and tied them all up. The Mom was hysterical along with her snotty brats and the Dad just looked shocked as if he thought nothing like this would ever happen to them. I laughed as I pour the gasoline everywhere and all over them. And as walked away and lit the whole family on fire. I loved how my pussy glistened in my panties as I got soaking wet hearing their screams and cries as they burned alive. Mmm, that’s how I show someone that they’re not going to talk down to me.
Sadistic phone sex with Morticia
I found my mother strung out once again. High as fuck after days of her beating me and letting her friends fuck me as I was tied up. This day was the day I stood up to that fucking bitch. She was so fucking high, begging me to help her. She was laying in a pile of fucking vomit. I was tired of listening to her scream my name over and over again. I kicked her in the face with my thick boot. I laughed when the bitches teeth fell out. Her mouth was bleeding as she was crying. I took the heel of my boot , placed it on her knuckles and then stepped down. Listening to her bones break as I stepped on her. Her screams made my pussy wet. I pulled my panties down and sat on her face. I told her if she wanted to live she was going to make me cum. I rode her fucking face and when she stopped eating my cunt I stabbed her in her useless pussy.
Oh Bloody Day
The weather matches my mood today. Cold and rainy and foul. And to top it all off I started my fucking period today. I need to release some of this fucked up energy I am feeling and I know just how to do it. He has been calling for months wanting to go out and do something. He is a pitiful little thing, pale and scrawny, the perfect one for me to take all my aggression out on. I call him up and invite him over. I can hear the delight in his voice. The joy is sickening and only serves to darken my mood even more. He arrives with flowers…bloody fucking hell. Grabbing him by the hair and throwing him to the ground i begin to let it all out. In seconds his clothes are ripped to shreds on the floor in a heap. His dick is rock hard and the sight of it adds more fuel to the fire burning inside of me. I rip the bloody tampon from my pussy and shove it in his mouth. To my surprise he happily sucks it, moaning with delight. Swatting over his face I push huge clots of blood into his mouth. He chews on them and swallows like a fucking brat eating candy. I grunge fuck that cock with my bloody cunt and he is eating it up. The more he likes it, the angrier I get and the more savage I become. Blood is everywhere, both of us covered in it. He is licking it up and sucking it off of me. Despite myself I cum all over his blood covered cock and he shoots a load inside me before sucking it all out of me.
Bloody Phone Sex
Mutilation madness…is it madness…or is it sanity of the darkest kind? I like to think that my world is the sane one while the rest of the world is on a roller coaster with blinders on. oblivious of the sadistic world they live in. My brother agrees…He is strikingly handsome and the woman swoon over him, making him the perfect accomplice. He is able to lure the most beautiful, perfect female specimens into his confidence. They get lost in the twinkle of his green eyes and the soothing sound of his rich, deep voice. We both enjoy the sound of flesh being ripped apart. The sound of horrified screams and the site of blood spattering across the floor and walls. We relish the feel of the warm liquid as it hits our bodies and drips down our flesh. Tonight we were feeling especially sadistic and evil and the sweet young thing he picked up was in for the treat of her life. She didn’t resist at all when he told her he was going to tie her down. In fact she begged him to tighten the restraints. Asking him to bring on the kink. I watched, naked in the shadows as e lived out the most violent rape fantasy I have ever seen. By the time he motioned for me to emerge from my vantage point, my cunt was already dripping wet and my adrenaline was pumping so hard I could hear the sound of my blood pumping through my veins. I grabbed a hand full of her hair so that she couldn’t turn away and watch as he began the mutilation that would end her life. He always starts with the breasts. I couldn’t wait till she took her last breath so that I could cut the ropes off, throw her lifeless body to the floor, lay in her blood and have him fuck me hard as we both relived what just happened in our mind’s eye. 
Snuff Porn: Stupid Whore for Sale
Snuff porn of women is so popular. I just don’t get it. I told my drug dealer I thought men who wanted to snuff out and hurt women were misogynistic assholes with tiny dicks. He punched me in the face. I lost consciousness, because the next thing I knew, I was in a dog collar with a leash being sold to the highest bidder. He decided I needed taught some manners. He thought I should be re-schooled in the proper way a woman talks to a man. “You need to learn your place, whore,” he informed me as he sold me for $2,000 to some stranger. I thought I was being punked until some dude put a leash on my collar and dragged me to his car. He put me in the trunk like luggage. Drove for what seemed like forever over bumpy terrain. He yanked me from the trunk, dragged me across a dirt road to a little shack in the middle of nowhere. I still half ass thought I was being punked. Then the guy that bought me passed me on to a gang of men for more money. I was tossed in the basement, put in a cage and when the lights came on I saw about two dozen more women caged like scared animals just like me. What do you think my fate will be?



















