Category: Bloody phone sex

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

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I am constantly barraged with murder phone sex fantasies. I am not a people person. I hate almost everyone. I am anti-social. I have impulse disorder. I am a narcissist. I was diagnosed with a slew of disorders before I finished high school. My parents were worried about me. I take after my maternal grandfather. He was related to Ed Gein. He is the serial killer Psycho is based on. The sadistic gene skipped a generation because my mom was Suzy Homemaker. When I was being bullied at school, my mom said turn the other cheek. My grandpa, however, had a different approach. I have been killing my enemies and any fucktard that gets in my way ever since. I am also a contract killer. I even kill losers with a death wish who are too much of a pussy to off themselves. Last week, a guy found my ad on the Dark Net. He paid me through Bit Coins. I thought we were all set when he backed out. Got too scared. He told me to keep the money. Of course, I would keep the money. It would never be an option to return the money. But when I am paid, I do what I am paid for. I do not care if you get cold feet. I am like Liam Neeson. I have a particular set of skills that I have acquired over my life and those skills make me a nightmare for people like this guy. I found him and I killed him. If you pay me to kill you, I do it quickly. I am in it for the money; your death is just bonus. But if you are even more spineless or annoying than I thought, I am throwing in torture sex for free. I destroyed his body. Cut his cock off and left it in his mouth. The press is having a field day over this unsolved murder. They think it was a mob hit. No. Just a pissed off Goth girl killing.

Knife Play Phone Sex With a Snuff Victim

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When I woke up the first thing I felt was the cold steel on my skin. You were tracing up and down my naked torso with a very big knife. I knew it was very sharp, too, just from looking at it. You told me that I should be very quiet because if I screamed, you would make sure that that was the last sound that ever came out of my whore mouth. And that’s when you revealed your reasoning for kidnapping me and tying me to this bed – you were mad that I would fuck pretty much anyone but I had turned you down. 

I told you that I would be more than happy to have sex with you if you would just let me go. You said you weren’t into pity fucks and that you were going to stick your dick inside me anyway. You did and when I didn’t start screaming, you held the knife up to my throat and asked if I was scared enough to scream yet. I was and I did. If you would like to hear what happens next, just call me now for some hot and devious knife play phone sex.

Some people don’t deserve to live

taboo phone sexSome people just don’t deserve to live, I know that may sound harsh but it is nothing but the truth. Weak minded people need to be culled out so when I find a dumb bitch that clearly needs to be removed I go ahead an do that. The world doesn’t need preachy little holier than thou types so whenever I find one, I kill it. Last night I was lucky enough to find an entire family of them. They had a million little brats and they were clearly some kind of super christian type that didn’t like fun, too boring to live if you ask me. I went in there and dealt with the brats first, there were enough of them that I could make serious bank selling them to perverts. I tied them up and gagged them and loaded them all into my van. Then I went and tortured the parents to death and burned their fucking house down.

Worthless Whore

Snuff pornHave you ever been so obsessed with someone that you would do anything for them, even die?

I have such a strong desire for my son! I know it is wrong, these urges that I get. I know I am a worthless whore and I know that I need to free him of my whorish sins!

But I never expected it to end like this!

He found me in my secret room, my shrine to the perfect life I have created. The secret pictures I took of his young body as he grew, plastered the walls. His old cum stained underwear from when he first started masturbating lay on my pillow, pictures of his girlfriends with my face taped over theirs, all these things surround me in my room.

I turned to see him standing at the door in shock. I begged him to look away as I lay naked, my pussy dripping at the thought of him!

I grabbed his wrist and drop to my knees in front of him, begging him to end my suffering as a worthless whore obsessed with her son!

His cock was staring me right in the face and I begged him to grant me one last wish.

He agreed as I started sucking on his hard cock! He wrapped his fingers through my hair pulling me hard unto his cock as he fucked my worthless whore face, choking me with every inch!

I fell back on the floor exhausted as I handed him a knife, “Please”, I whimpered, “Please, cut my dripping cunt out of my body so that I can be done with this unending yearning!”

Even the pain from the stabbing made me want him and I knew that the only way to stop my desire for him would be to end my life!

As he dismembered my bleeding body, my tits, my twitching cunt, and finally, my head, he looked around the room and saw how much I desired him and he could not lose that love!

He heard my voice whisper in his head as he picked my lifeless mutilated body up and lay each piece in place in my bed. He covered the pieces in my prettiest nighty as he laid down next to me and fucked my lifeless body one last time!

It was only after I begged him to end my worthless whore life that I would get my sadistic desires fulfilled!

 

 

 

Snuff Movies Make Me Horny for a Kill

snuff moviesI was watching snuff movies last night and got horny. Not horny for sex. Horny for a kill. The moon was lovely last night. Magical. I drove around looking for the perfect victim. I was in the mood to pierce the flesh of a young girl. I wanted super young, but at that time of night nothing that young would be out alone without parental supervision. I settled for a young teen girl. She was hitchhiking which told me no one was missing her yet. She ran away from home after her parents banned her from seeing a much older boy at school. She told me everything as I drove her to the place where she would die. It was providence. What were the chances that a hot teen slut would be out at the dead of night in my county? I normally do not kill in my own county, but nothing tied me to this girl. She left her folks a running away letter. The police would assume she was long gone or hitched a ride with a bad man. I am an evil bitch, and no one thinks young girls go missing at the hands of a woman, not even the sickest bitch like me. I took her to my cabin in the woods. She screamed her last words there. She begged for her mother, but I told her she left her momma. She was mine now and I was in the mood for violent snuff sex. I sexually mutilated her young teen body. I stabbed her smooth cunt with a sharp knife. The sounds of her screams and the smell of her blood intoxicated me. I fucked her holes the best I could using knives, my fist and beer bottles. I would have preferred it if you were with me. She died. Bled out in my cabin in the woods, alone and scared. I would not have it any other way. Perhaps, the next time I go hunting, you would like to join me?

Taboo Spousal Torture

Taboo Phone SexTaboo phone sex is one of life’s little pleasures, like somebody’s dying breath, or watching the light go out of someone’s eyes, or even the last echoing beat of a heart. You know, the little stuff. Now I greatly enjoy living comfortably, but this economy is so shitty that I have only a few ways that I accomplish that. One of those is by marrying quickly, and killing slowly. There’s nothing that I love more than torturing a spouse to hell. I don’t mean that in a little cutie way, like getting on their nerves. I mean skinning them alive, disemboweling them, leaving them for starving rats to finish off. I literally mean torturing them to hell.

I always pull out their fingernails first, pluck out their hair so their skin is raw. Then, I take my favorite Louisville Slugger, play the xylophone on the rib cage. Oh there screams are music to my sweet sadistic little ears. If I’m still feeling exceptionally twisted, I’ll skin them slower than I normally would, cutting off a pinky here, or a thumb there. And spraying them down and some orange juice, just a gentle acid. The sugar from the orange juice attracts the Flies, the flies lay their maggots on their skinless bodies, burrowing into their flesh.

I wish I could continue telling the story, but unfortunately I have a wet little problem in my princess parts but talking so sadistically has brought to life. Better go masturbate myself, but hopefully it’s you getting me off after a kill next time.

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A Vampire Roleplay Phone Sex Fantasy

roleplay phone sexI love a hot roleplay phone sex call. I enjoy being an age play accomplice, but I am best at being the victim. That is because I am a stupid whore. I have one caller I adore because he mixes my love for vampires with my love for snuff. I have long been fascinated with vampires. They are better than zombies or any other creature. They are hot as fuck. They are horny as fuck and they promise you immortality. My last call was a hot fantasy. One I wish could happen. I was out in the middle of a forest alone in the dark of night. I was snooping for evidence of vampires rumored to be living in a castle nearby. I thought I was being stealth, but I was being dumb. Vampires come out at night looking for food. I should have been snooping in the sunlight. I was startled by a hand on my shoulder and a deep voice telling me I was trespassing. I was immobilized by fear. When I turned around, I saw a handsome man. I was not as scared anymore. That was until I saw his fangs gleaming in the moonlight. I gasped, stumbled backyards and fell to the ground. I was not escaping. As he looked me in the eyes, I felt his spell. I was not going anywhere. He made me a proposition. Well, less a proposition and more a last wish. He would let me have one more orgasm before he killed me. I pleaded to become a vampire. Living dead is better than snuff dead, right? His fingers entered my pussy as his fangs came out, poised over my neck. I tried not to cum, but I am a snuff whore and a vampire slut. I came so hard and at the same time, his sharp fangs pierced my neck. I felt my blood trickling down my neck. As I begged to live with him forever, he drained my blood just enough to turn me. I am now a vampire bride and eager for my next hot fantasy phone sex call.

Evil phone sex slut

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I love when I get the more evil phone sex calls, from callers who really know how to get me off! I have my favorites. My very special, twisted callers who love to torture me and make me cum at the same time. My first call of the evening was from a guy I’ll refer to as Master. Every time he calls, my slut pussy gets so wet thinking about all of the sick and fucked up things I want him to do to me. I have so many sharp knives and spiked toys that I use to mutilate my slutty holes for Master. I slam my pussy down on my studded dildo and rip it open for him so that I can finger my clit with the blood. Right as I’m about to cum, I take a knife and make deep slits in my inner thigh. I rip pieces of my skin off as he force fucks my shit hole. I beg him to end my pathetic life as he shoots his hot cum all over my bloody, destroyed mess of a body. These are the calls that get my panties soaked. I want so bad to meet a guy who isn’t afraid to take me out and end it for me.

Snuff Phone Sex with a Bitch in Charge

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Snuff phone sex is not for the weak. At least it is not with me. This is my monthly blog for the dumb asses who continually think that I will play a victim or be some sweet girlfriend. Sure, this is a job and I am paid. Paid well, too. But I will never betray the sick bitch I am for money. Keep your fucking money if you think you can force your worthless dick in me. I always have a knife on me, and I will castrate you then gut you like a pig. There are quite a few unsolved homicides and missing persons cases in my state. That is because I have a low threshold for stupidity. A man hits on me, he is warned to scram. He does it again, which most fools do, his body is never found. Adam thought he could explore his rape phone sex fantasies with me as the victim. Adam will never be found. Not only did I cut his balls off. I took his dick too. I tied him to a tree in the woods bleeding out profusely, then I summoned the wild animals. I watched as wolves, coyotes and a bear tore him limb to limb. I masturbated to his demise, his pain and his fear. Men think they have met their match until they meet me. I take no bullshit. You play by MY rules or you die. It is that simple. You are my accomplice or my victim. There are no other fucking options. I am offering a special. The first loser to call me and be honey this or honey that or who thinks he can push his pathetic pecker inside me, gets his nuts removed. Maybe by a rusty knife. Maybe by my teeth. I am a sadistic phone sex bitch and that is all.

Evil Phone Sex Sadistic Slut Gray

Nothing I despise more than a useless coward belligerent fuck. The other night at the strip club my girlfriend works at, this weasel fuck was all trying to touch and grab at her and wasn’t keeping his fucking mask on. She started ripping on the piece of shit and the guards pulled him out. He was thrust onto the street like garbage and that was what he deserved. I was feeling rather shameless and my stomach was really upset from eating a burger earlier. I had to excuse myself from the club as I had a wretched case on uncontrollable farting. I saw the piece of shit laying on the sidewalk and fumbling around in his drugged out drunkin haze I decided I had to do something. He was disgusting me. I sat on his face after pulling my panties down and farted a good five mins on his pathetic face. I smothered him with my gas and laughed about it the whole time as I explained to him that this is exactly what he deserves. As I got up and he was in worst condition, and my friend Val was coming out to see what I was up to. She knew it was me out there torturing some loose nut. I invited her to join in on the ball busting. Trampling his balls was the second best part of the night for me.

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