I’ve always been a filthy whore, but I get more nastier and filthier when I’m high on coke. I love snorting a big line putting some on my throat to numb it and even on my asshole because I want you to fuck it hard and deep over and over again. I’ll even snort a line of your cock right before I shove it deep in my throat, I want to lick you ass and even let you piss all over me while I play with my wet cunt. If I’m in the mood I’m going to squat on your chest and unleash a massive log on you piss on you while I finger my cunt. Then I’ll sit my dirty asshole on your cock and ride you over and over while fingering my pussy until I squirt all over you. I’ll keep riding you playing with your balls until you start pumping hot cum deep in my dirty ass. You know how much I love that!
Category: Accomplice phone sex
Nasty Whore
Killer Accomplice
By the time they put the pieces together, I will be long gone. I told her that death comes for us all, and she had really got the short end of the stick. We made her suffer the most out of all my kills. That little slutty cum bucket in the apartment below is only a memory. Forever snuffed out! The bloodbath I left behind reminded the crime scene investigators of the most sadistic Serial killers! Her body is in pieces and my chainsaw is now caked with pieces of her flesh and dried blood. I I saw how your cock jumped for her sweet young body! I did this to you! I made you dig deep into that dark soul until you saw that murder and force fucking was the only thing you really were aroused for! I took control of your soul and I used your cock and body to hurt these delectable young morsels of flesh. Everyone thought you were Mr. fucking Rodgers. A nice neighbor, they will soon see you are a killer, a freak if you don’t listen to me. We have to feed her to the masses, just grind her up like hamburger meat and you can barbeque and watch as your friends and neighbors gobble down the evidence to your sick and demented crimes! As I watched you repeatedly thrust your fuck stick in that innocent little one, I know what you are. It took a long time to wash your body free of blood, but it was worthwhile. I just wish I could see the people that eat her flesh. I will be long gone but you will always have your memories of our bloody fuck a thon with her.
Blasphemy Sex On a Sunday
You’ve been having fucked up phone sex with nasty girls like me, but there are still some things that we’ve never done together. The same voice that gets you rock hard sounds even hotter when we’re breaking the taboo of blasphemy together. I know some hardcore phone callers that will talk about the most perverted shit you can imagine, but they won’t touch blasphemy sex with me. It’s alright; everyone has their limits. I happen to get super wet when I get off at the expense of God, Jesus, and the holy fucking ghost. I know how to get you off with it, too, I promise.
Have you thought about being blasphemous? You might get turned on when you read our blogs about religious kink and sacrilege, but you’re scared to go in. I’ll lead you in; I’ll milk your soul right out of your cock. Or I’ll toy with the idea while I talk mad dirty shit about Jesus and his Daddy God. Will you say the words that get you hard? Will you curse the mother fucking son of God while we bring ourselves to unholy release from satanic sex magic? Call this naughty phone girl soon, ok?
Midnight Predator
It was just after midnight, groups were beginning to slowly clear out of this hole in the wall bar, soon just the lonely hearts would remain. Just have to find the right one, tonight they are going to die. My quest is to find an innocent beauty, one the world that would make the world mourn the lost off. I’m already on his bad side so I better not fail. There she is, a sweet face but sad eyes. Curly golden locks, delicate curves, revealing enough for a second look but not enough to keep one on the hook. Introductions were made, we exchanged pleasantries and I offered to drive her home. It was late and you never know with uber drivers was the line I fed her. Stupid bitch. She didn’t even pay attention when we were driving down the road and I stuck my hand into the middle console of my car. She just continued to stare out the window droning on about her recent break up, cut short by the hard jab of the needle going swiftly into her neck. Putting her to sleep almost immediately, as a trickle of blood leaked from the point of injection. I wonder what her screams are going to sound like while he plays with her.
Making Homemade Snuff Movies
I make homemade snuff movies. I then sell them on the dark net. Sometimes, I am paid for special requests. My viewers sometimes want to see me kill a young girl or anyone who wronged them. This guy paid me better than I could have imagined. I look at the money as bonus because I love being a wicked butcher. Killing is in my DNA. Did you know that being a sick predator can be hereditary? Part nurture and part nature explains my sadistic side. My grandpa was a sadist who experimented on his prisoners who were in his private prison. He fancied himself like a Nazi doctor. He enjoyed executions too. My dad was boring, so I think the genetic gene skipped a generation. I am like Dexter without the altruistic motives. This client wanted me to kill a teen slut. He wanted her white and privileged. That was not hard to find. I went to the high-end mall where the rich bitch teens hang out. I found a girl waiting for friends or a boyfriend. She was in designer clothes and her hair was perfect. Her nails manicured. Yea, she screamed rich teen. I sat next to her at the mall food court and spiked her Orange Julius. When she started to act drugged, I swooped in and took her to my car. She passed out in the back seat. I went to my kill shack in the woods and started live streaming her snuff sex death. I tied her up spread eagle, naked. I let him tell me what and where to do it. He was a sick as me. Carve off her budding tits. Slice her clit in two. Make her pussy wider. Every slit on her body, I sliced. She bled a lot, screamed more. We tortured her for hours getting horny on her blood and tears. I can always use a sick accomplice phone sex partner. Is that you?
Ready to make that cock rock
I’m into sadistic phone sex because I am quite an evil skank. I have done so many things that are quite questionable. My favorite thus far happens to be the time I made my ex-boyfriend fuck for hours on end. Actually, it ended up being like almost two whole days, technically. It was a wild thing to witness. I didn’t mind that I was potentially putting his life in danger. I popped several viagras into his shake. I ground them up and mixed them in real good to that chocolate protein shake. I was horny, and his 2 minute fucking sessions didn’t do the job. I want to go all night and all day. What can you say a girl has needs. I watched as his cock grew and instantly could tell he was ready to pound my cunt. I laughed and smirked. He knew what was up. We fucked for hours, his cock was all bruised and bloody, and that was turning me on even more.
Maybe she’s born with it maybe She’s Evil
Evil phone sex, is it just about our sinfull lust? Are we all inherently evil and wish to do irreversible damage?
I like to think so. I like to think a boring man with nothing going for him, can be seduced to the dark and bloody taboo side. It’s much more fun here!
Fun in the bloody rape fantasies and murder fantasies that may or may not have happened. The air of fantasy takes all the pain and stress out of a nice dark call.
Although,
Pain is what I love to give a sadistic Bastard like you.
Come offering your balls on a platter for me to cut off! Bring your best disgusting confessions and let me murder you slowly.
Maybe you need a hot accomplice to help make young ones snuff movies with your very own offspring.
NO need to hide who you fucking are with this sick and twisted accomplice!
Come talk with me and let me pull the most intriguing and demented fantasies or confession (my favorite) out of you and make that cock cum as your lust for death, Sodomy and pain erupts like a wild fire!
Punishment
He kept me locked up for days, sitting in the cage in a dark room waiting for his perfectly planned torture sex. Thought he was going to starve me but he only wanted to make me more grateful to eat right from his ass when the time came. When the lights finally came on my eyesight was blurry. It was hard to adjust at first, he pulled me from the cage. He was naked, he force fed me his shit and dragged me to a few boards he had made up, nails in strategic places. One would be right under my neck so I wouldn’t be able to rest it comfortably, one right in the middle of my back to keep me arched, and a line of them along where my legs would rest. He didn’t want them anywhere but up. He stood above me with a flogger and lashed at my tits and stomach. My body would react more than I could control most of the time, causing me to stick myself with the nails place before my neck and back multiple times. I could feel the blood pooling under me. Then he finally decided to fuck me, thrusting inside me forcing my body down, and enjoying the blood curdling screams he caused. As the nails penetrated my body, hitting just right spots to cause immense pain, so much the world around me started to fade. This was the price I paid for stealing the life of another with no permission. These wounds hurt, but I’m grateful he spared me for now. Selfishly my blood lust has gotten a bit stronger…I may risk punishment again.
Killer Phone Sex Accomplice
If you call me you either have killer phone sex fantasies and want an accomplice, or you have them and need a cruel mistress to execute you. You can be my victim or my accomplice. I think I am pretty clear about that, yet every fucking day some loser IMs me wanting to marry me or date me. I do not date. I will never marry because I will end up killing a partner and I do not shit where I eat. That means I do not kill anyone who can be linked to me and the spouse is always a suspect. Candlelight and flowers do not get me wet. Blood and torture sex are my aphrodisiacs, however. Powerful ones too. If a man is my accomplice, he will sometimes get lucky because if it is a brutal kill, I will get horny. And with me as your murderous accomplice, it will always be brutal. John got lucky last night. He is not my type at all. I would not have fucked him to fuck him, but we stole a young hooker. We bought her, carded her to make sure she was a Lolita hooker and killed her. But only after hours of torture. We sexually mutilated her lean and young body. She was a teen runaway supporting herself the only was she could. I did not feel badly for her because it is a risk of the job. Hookers fall prey to serial killers daily. Ted Bundy, The Green River Killer, the Night Stalker, The Torso Killer and Jack the ripper all killed hookers. There are no safe spaces when you are a whore. My accomplice fucked her first but when I made her a snuff porn star, he got hard again. I gutted her like a pig. I played in her entrails and watched as my accomplice got aroused again. This time, I was turned on too. We fucked in her pool of blood and guts. He got lucky twice and lightening rarely hits twice.
Bloodsucking Babysitter
There’s something delicious about taboo phone sex that makes me inexplicably horny. I’m a big fan of fucking massive cock, so while scrolling the internet looking for potential accomplices, fucks, and victims, I came across an ad: “Weekend Babysitter Wanted”. The brats were young enough for my liking. The parents were eager to go shoot up at the trashy Econo Lodge just outside of town, and ran off without a second guess. I think the three little angels knew something was up; the oldest couldn’t take his eyes off of my heavy tits; the middle boy just wanted me to read him a bedtime story, and the youngest little girl wanted to sit in my lap. I grinned. I was in Hel.
I spent the weekend teaching those little darlings just what it meant to be one of my nasty little fuck dollies. Evidently their parents had already started fucking and sucking them, whoring them out for some dope money. Sucks to suck, I guess, but it was good for me. These sluts were eager to please my dripping fuck hole, even the sweet little princess.
She only cried a little bit when I slid two fingers right in her virgin ass hole. Then, she was singing sweet canary, screaming and begging me to make her cum. This little bitch had never cum before, just hear Mommy beg for it. How sweet. I gave her an earth shattering cum, watching that innocent pussy squirt all over me. My own cunt began to leak as I leaned in with sharp teeth and took a deep drink from her throat.