Some 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.
Category: Bloody phone sex
Some people don’t deserve to live
Worthless Whore
Have 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
I 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 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.
A Vampire Roleplay Phone Sex Fantasy
I 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
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
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.
Snuff Porn Fixations
In the black of night I still hear her screams as she becomes the latest snuff porn victim added to my wall of little whores! She is barely breathing and blood coats her body like a thin sheen of sweat. I never stop to be remorseful, as my pulse quickens. Every little fuck hole has been ripped open and I cleaned the cum from her already and smoothened her in her own blood but still she looks delightful and tasty! She looked dead for the finale of our kill movie but she is still holding on. Her body is almost lifeless and I can barely see the movement of her chest as she takes shallow breaths. One of those rare fighters that just won’t die, and credit is due. I have inflicted more pain then most young mortals can stand and Yet still she hangs on to her pathetic little life. Blood pools on the Grassy top of her parents grave. I need to taste a heart that’s still beating. I say a prayer to the Dark God to thank him for my feats and to tell him another soul has been claimed! I hope she frolics with the demons and as I tear into the beating flesh of her heart her eyes open and I know she can see right in my dark heart!
You don’t wanna help me? Guess you’ll die
I am a strong woman, I don’t take shit from anyone and I rarely ask for help ever so when I do I expect to be helped. Well, there I was with a few of my associates after a satisfying kill session and because they were all men they all just kind of expected me to clean up. Look I love blood, I want to run it into my skin and drink it down and fuck in a puddle of it but when playtime is over I am not the fucking maid. I told the three of them that I needed their help to clean up the mess we all made, that little girl bled a lot after being force fucked by us all. Two of the three of them saw the look on my face and knowing that I am not the bitch to fuck with, they came over to help me wrap the body up so that we could transport it. The third asshole just stood there with a cocky grin on his face and said that he didn’t do women’s work. I’ll admit it, I lost control of my rage when he said that. All I could see was red and all I wanted was to kill him. I jumped on that fucking asshole with my knife in my hand and stabbed him over and over in a rage fueled lust and I didn’t stop until he was quite dead. No one disrespects me like that and lives…