Category: Accomplice phone sex

Gas Station Knife Play Phone Sex

Knife play phone sex

I love knife play phone sex so much that I grab a new blade every chance I can get.  Can’t have fun with knives if you don’t have a shit ton of them, that’s what I always say.  I think my favorite blades to buy are gas station knives.  No, they’re not of a high quality or better at cutting than other knives.  In fact, they’re usually trash.  That’s why I like them.  They’re flashy, gaudy and dumb looking just like the dumb fuck pigs I poke, slice and cut with them.

You’ve seen them, they’re everywhere; guys who look like a walking, talking gas station knife.  Trendy haircut, sharply trimmed beard, usually wearing some sort of MMA or booze branded shirt.  Those are the ones, human gas station knives polluting my air with their noxious gasses and vile noises.  They’re easy to hunt, you can hear their call from miles away.  “Yo!  Let’s go!” they bellow as they bounce around from bar to bar with their shit head buddies looking for any sexy little slit they can find to pay them an ounce of attention.  I have a slit for them, right across their muscle bound throats.

They love a slutty looking chick who has a craving for cum sparkling in her eyes.  I can do that really well.  I am, indeed, slutty by nature and love a good blast of jizz shot deep in my cooch, but only when I like the guy.  No one can like these sentient Monster energy drink cans, they’re vapid, hollow and have little goals other than getting wasted and drained.  They’re some of my favorite targets, even more so than the little sluts they pursue.  Cutting them up with a cheap and barely sharpened gas station knife makes for really bloody phone sex.  Listen… I think I can hear one now.

 

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Explored with a Purveyor of Perversion

taboo phone sexYour taboo phone sex fantasies are safe with me. I like to think of myself as a purveyor of perversion. I help men explore their perverted fantasies. With me, men can go to those dark recess in their minds. They can act on the dirty thoughts that get men arrested. The thing about having me as your accomplice is that I take all the risk, which means you remain safe. If anyone goes to jail it is me, but I spent years watching cruel men dispose of evidence. I have watched and learned. My former master trained me well. He underestimated me. He thought I was just a stupid blonde bimbo. He was half right. I am a blonde bimbo, but stupid I am not. I may not have book smarts, but I have something better. I have street smarts. I watched how master made snuff movies and disposed of the stars afterwards. I watched how he kidnapped young girls for his sex trafficking business. I learned how to recruit, steal, groom and get rid of young girls. These are not skills the average woman possess. The stuff I do and the stuff I have seen would shock, and even disgust, your wife. She is too vanilla for your thoughts. But I am not! I am a sick switch. If you have rape fantasies about super young girls, I can find you your dream fuck dolly. I can get rid of her too once you are done having your fun. Little whores go missing every day. You may want a cute little white girl, and I can get that for you. But the indigenous, brown and black girls who go missing? Well, no one cares if they get used up for a teen rape porn. No one looks for them. No Amber alerts for them. Face it, you need me to keep your protected so your can have your fun with any little girl or boy of your choice. And I will be right there with you making it all happen.

Mutilation Phone Sex for a Man of the Cloth

I was staying at a Hostile over the Summer when I went to Europe. And all I could think about was Mutilation phone sex with a few of these lame fucks staying there. Most were testosterone fueled morons that a drop of alcoholic drink made total morons.

On my last weekend there, I had a Priest staying in the room opposite me. He was young and kinda cute in his damned costume. I would just tease him and flirt with him. One night I snuck into his room after I took some ecstasy while out at a club. I seem to get bolder and more demanding on that shit.

In fact I found myself tying the man of the cloth up and building an alter with candles and a dagger. My thoughts were very dark. Seeing him he was getting so fucking hard. As I undressed I put his priest robe on. And then I crawled on top of his naked body and straddled his hard dick as I chanted every blasphemy I could think of and rode that big cock. I squeezed the cum from him.

Slipping off of him and knowing I made him break his vow of chastity I laughed. I sat and slipped the ritual dagger in my cunt and worked myself into an orgasm squirting his jizz onto the blade. I slit my cunt a little bit to mix my blood. Dipped it into wine and made him drink. This was the hottest shit. I was needing to catch my flight and ran out changed and grabbed my bag. I fled to the airport and that was the end of that.

Heaven knows I would have enjoyed Mutilation Phone Sex …

Heaven knows I would have done far more fucked up shit with him and maybe have him transfer to the satanic side. But fuck knows, maybe he has.

Mutilation Phone Sex

Violent Phone Sex is the Only Kind I Want

violent phone sexViolent phone sex is the only kind of I have with callers. I am not a GFE girl. No romance in me at all. In fact, I dismember men who try to get romantic with me and eat them for breakfast. I am very clear that I am not looking for a boyfriend. The only use men serve me is as an accomplice or a victim. There is no middle road with me because I do not think like a woman. I think like a stone-cold killer. I killed a boy in high school. He was my first male kill. I had slaughtered some mean girls, but no guys yet. This tool had it coming. He was a popular jock. He thought he could target me. He thought I was easy prey as a loner Goth girl. Ture, I ran with the Dungeons and Dragon crowd. I was not popular. I was different. But I was not some dumb girl who believed the school jock really wanted to date me. I was prepared for him. Men have never been able to get the upper hand with me because I see right though them. He showed up at my place claiming he wanted to date me. I knew what the jocks did. They made gangbang rape porn movies with nerdy, unpopular high school girls and blasted the videos all over school to slut shame them. Before he had a chance to fuck me, I stabbed him in the balls. I did not castrate him, but I deflated each ball with a sharp pencil through each testicle. I told him that was for all the other women who were not as smart as me. My grandpa heard the screams, came to my rescue and realized I was not the one screaming. He was proud of me. He encouraged me to kill the boy and put him out of every woman’s misery. With my grandpa cheering me on, I slit his throat with a paring knife and watched him bleed out on the grass. My grandpa fed his corpse to the wood chipper and we used his remains as fertilizer. Got my first taste of snuff porn that day. Been a killing machine ever since.

Torture sex with a Instagram “Model”

Accomplice phone sexWe tortured and strangled her, then used her like a cum dumpster! I met this girl at the library who claimed she was some sort of model.. Come to find out she was nothing but a low down Instagram skank, who flaunts her botched body online! She had made plans with me on several occasions and kept standing me up. I was super excited to finally have a friend… I don’t really open up much to people and I actually felt comfortable around her. I guess she and I were very different. She was very popular, so popular she would even host events at big time clubs in Vegas. 

I started following her around, idk she was interesting.. I wanted to know more about her! We were supposed to meet up last night but she stood me up.. yet again! She told me she wasn’t feeling well and was going to stay in for the night! I decided to camp out across the street from her house in a bush.. I saw her come out, she was wearing a micro mini skirt, some sort of skimpy bikini top,  a tight fitted fur coat and  what appeared to be hooker boots..  That stupid fucking tramp lied to me, she was NOT sick! 

I was pissed! She got into her car and lit a cigarette.. Something about the flame reflecting off of her pale face triggered me. I was hoping her false lashes would have lit on fire.. But, they didn’t. After the club she walked through a dark alley to get back to her unregistered car she had parked on the back street. That’s when me and my boy threw a bag over her head and dragged her back to her car and tossed her in the trunk!

I intended only to sort of give her an idea of who the fuck she was messing with. But, Tom couldn’t wait to treat her like the skank she was dressed like..  When we got back to his place he dragged her by her hair extensions across the pavement, bent her over his 1998 Camaro and rammed his cock up her ass.. Snuff phone sexAt that point I knew the only thing we were going to be able to do after what he had just done,  was kill her!

I wrapped barbed wire around her neck and strangled her to death while his cum was leaking out of her crotch.. She looked at me dead in my eyes as she took her last breath. Tom loves having Sex with dead bodies so we haven’t buried her yet.. We have been posting “Fake” murder and decapitation Snuff porn skits of her all over the web.. What some may be seeing as acting is believe it or not,  real Gruesome Torture sex with an actual decomposing body! 

I’ll Teach Your Teen To Love It!

Teen Rape PornI know what your teen daughter keeps under her bed, where she thinks no one will look… One day while you were sleeping, I went snooping all over your place. Your bratty teen daughter’s room called out to me, I read her diary and guess what I found under her bed? A treasure trove of porn and fuck toys just waiting to be played with! I masturbated in her bed until the little bitch came home, just when I though it couldn’t get any better, I grabbed her by the hair and dragged her off to your bed. I woke you up by sitting your wet teen daughter’s cunt right on your face! She screamed but I tied her up and started sucking your cock until you were nice and hard for me. I picked the slut up and slammed her down on your shaft, making you force fuck your own daughter’s cunt. I whispered in her ear, “You’ll learn to love daddy’s cock in you someday…” I watched as she started enjoying you and then I pushed her away. I rode your cock hard teaching that slut that your cock is mine as I squirted hard all over her little face!

Killer Phone Sex Accomplice Cass Helps You With Problems

killer phone sexDo you have killer phone sex fantasies? I helped a guy get rid of a problem the other day. He got this girl at an auction. The kind of auction I use to be sold at. I know my way around the sex trade. I was sold and bought so many times, that I lost tract. Most girls on the sex trafficking circuit go missing and no one ever looks for them. Sure, traffickers sometimes take girls that are missed. But that is usually for one paying client. Like a super-rich guy with all the money in the world who wants a shiny new Lolita doll for his own personal use. He can hide her forever in plain sight. Most of the sex circuit girls, however, are runaways, street prostitutes and junkies no one ever misses. This guy had a girl everyone was looking for. He knocked her up too. She was a young teen girl he thought was a junkie whore. She was turned into that by a Mexican cartel who stole her from some fancy resort where she was vacationing with her family. He got her for a steal because she was strung out. When he saw her on the national news, he freaked out and called me. He needed an accomplice phone sex partner. She had to disappear. She cannot have his baby. He will be charged with her kidnapping and many other things. He was too squeamish to kill her. The rich men usually are. I did not want to kill her either, but he paid me and I desperately needed the money. I took a page from my former master’s handbook. I gave her a fatal shot of Fentanyl.  Then, I chopped her up into pieces and disposed of the parts to the bears. No trace of her will be found. He had a lot of fun with her while she was alive, but I told him I would get him a new toy. Guys into teen rape porn stars need me. I can get them fresh meat and I can get rid of it too when it spoils.

Violent phone sex with Stephanie the slut

violent phone sex

 

Stephanie the snuff whore is what they call me. Tonight, I’m ready to rub my slutty cunt to the most evil and violent phone fantasy that you can dream up! Sick and twisted calls always make my evil slut cunt drip and I love being a nasty whore for you! Don’t hesitate to tell me exactly what gets your dick hard because it’s never too taboo for a nasty, snuff obsessed slut like me! Lately, I’ve been having fun with a kinky, married guy. He makes my slut hole soaked when he tells me all the fucked up ways that he wants me to torture his wife and little step daughter! There’s something about the way he wants me to slice them open and stroke his cock with their guts all over my hands, that gets me so excited! He can’t call tonight because his stupid wife is at home so I’m going to need you to call and keep me entertained…

Cannibalism phone sex: Accomplice Style!

Cannibalism phone sexIt was freezing the night I ran into this cannibalism phone sex loving dude. He was walking around the college campus all by himself on a Saturday night. Most people would have allowed him to fade into the background, not really noticeable, but to me, he creeped me out. I’m not really sure what it was about him, but it seemed like he was lurking watching chubby college girls. I pretended to stumble into him and told him I was headed to a party. He actually asked if he could come along. I had no problem as long as he drove, there is nothing wrong with making sure you have a good designated driver. 

Killer phone sex Along the way, he told me about the dark craving that he had. I love dark cravings. Something that he did not know. Said I looked way too innocent to be a bad girl. He said it was the flesh of a chunky woman he craved. Not just kissing it but the way she tasted in his teeth. I wanted to pretend I was scared but truthfully it made me so horny. I decided that I would bring him a drunk chubby bitch as a thank you for getting me home safely. However, I also wanted to watch and see just as he would do to his newly gifted slut. 

It didn’t take but a couple of hours for me to find her either. Drunk and passed out in a random room I offered to get her home with a ride from my Dad. I hoisted her onto my shoulders and hobbled her out to the car. Once the old man realized I was headed his way he met me on the sidewalk to help out his prize in the back seat. She was quiet enough on the way home. He expressed he was going to take a load of back streets to keep his location safe before pulling into a garage of a house a street looking just like the rest. He wheeled a cart over and heaved the passed-out college girl from the car onto it. 

Fantasy phone sexI walked with him as he brought her into a big open bathroom. He gently rolled her onto the floor and then reached past me asking if I could pass him his scissors. He spoke of how much he loved large pure women as he snipped away her clothes. Softly he washed her with a clean white washcloth admiring every inch of her unblemished skin. There was nothing on her body, not a piercing or a tattoo. A rarity these days, the old man explained. I helped flip her over so he could wash her backside. He explained that cooking unwashed meat was most unsanitary and then I helped hoist her back onto the cart. 

His kitchen was so large. However, he expressed this one would be too large for his custom oversized kitchen even. Something that brought him joy just stating it. I helped lift her to the counter, laying her on her back. Turning straight chef mode on he mixed a concoction of butter and spices and began coating her skin. He took a spit pole and began tying her to it. Her wrist and legs were tied tightly and then topped with foil to prevent burning he said. I did have to help lift her onto the outdoor kitchen grill. Slowly she turned, cooking a little bit at a time. Her skin began to brown and you could hear juices leaking from her meat as she continued to cook out. The two of us sat conversating over a bottle of wine. I couldn’t stay until she was finished but that did not keep him from slicing bits from her skin to let us taste her now and again. The old man texted a picture when he was finished, she was beautifully served up with an apple in her gob. 

Sadistic phone sex

Snuff Movies for Street Vengeance

snuff moviesI am known for my snuff movies. I make all kinds, but they are all brutal. Very brutal. I guess you could call me a gore whore. The bloodier the better. I was going to just torture this one guy. He was a total tool. A jerk who has an unhealthy habit of predatory behavior. I was hired by a girl he stalked to castrate him. She wanted to make sure he never ruined another woman’s life. He is some trust fund boy who thinks the world owes him. He will never face his consequences because he uses his money to make sure he has no consequences. My client just wanted his balls gone, but she hired a sadistic phone sex bitch. This guy deserved more than that. I stalked him for a few days to learn his habits. I watched him do a ton of predatory things and just shrug his shoulders like it was no big deal. Asshole. Self-entitled douche bag.  He needed to suffer. Hell, he needed to die. I know my Goth looks are not what he liked. But I can be a chameleon. I donned a blonde wig. Put on a club dress and high heels. And set the bastard up. He never saw it coming. He was still perplexed when he woke up. But he quickly realized he was in trouble, deadly trouble. I had my camera rolling and I got right into. I told him his litany of crimes and how I was summoned to make him pay for his crimes since the legal system failed his victims. He looked scared when he saw my big knife. He pissed himself when I put the knife under his balls. I told him to smile for the camera and then the torture sex began. I cut his balls off like I was paid to do, but I chopped his dick in half too. That was for fun. I sliced it in the right place so blood spurted everywhere like a severed head. I carved him up like a piece of meat. My client got her pound of flesh and a lot more. I cannot let such a tool live. Not one with money because he will escape justice every time. No one, however, is above my street justice. No one.