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Bloody Phone Sex with Reagan * Death Cums To Me

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As I hide in the shadow, my cunt is screaming for bloody phone sex. One by one they cum down this alley, and I can’t help but laugh as they try to scream. All that is audible is the blood gurgling in the throat from the slash of open  flesh. Fresh blood spatters all around, as my thrusts of this knife become more intense. The last shallow breath is accompanied by that sweet blood choking sound as the lungs fill up with the blood from a badly slashed and severed chest. Admiring how I look covered in so much blood, I smile as I look down at the now unrecognizable victim. My cunt throbbing…

Time to slink into the shadows, knife readied for my next sweet death. I needed more. More screams, more blood, more lust. I smile as I hear another set of foot steps. I do love when death comes to me… I spin around as this one sees the massacre on the ground and is frozen when I step in between my fresh corpse and my new friend. In one motion I slit his chest open. Quick and easy, like a knife through butter.. again the lust takes over and in a split second blood, once more, is covering me while veins and arteries are severed.. shallow breaths..

My sex is on fire as I am engulfed in a crimson flood.. this is the only way. As I rub my now bloody cunt I can feel the fire become so intense my legs shake. I slip the handle of my knife inside my snatch and fuck my cunt so hard. Screaming I finally release and cum all over my dead bodies.. knowing they watch from dead eyes.. I stand up and walk slowly away.. dripping blood and cunt juice I search for more. My cunt hungrier now than it was when I started. I will wait for the next one..

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Snuff sex is the only thing that gets me off

snuff sexSnuff sex is something you have to experience before you can truly understand it and sad to say it but there are very few people who truly do understand it the way that I do.So  I was very surprised to find a man that not only understands it, he revels in it just as I do! He shares my passion for killing and is just as fascinated by killers from the past as I am too. Like Jack the Ripper in particular, we both love the way he stalked those whores and ripped them apart the way he did. We talk about him all the time and finally we have decided to pay homage to him by killing whores the same way he did. We found a dark alleyway and hid in the shadows until we found the perfect whore. She was obviously a working girl, probably had a pussy full of cum when we snatched her but we weren’t interested in her cunt all we wanted to do was gut the fucking whore. We completely eviscerated that dumb slut and we left her there spread open for the whole world to see. I wonder who we will pick to be our next victim…

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Not Your Girls Next Door…..

Bloody phone sex knife play tortureFew folks get me, even fewer folks are part of my inner circle. The friends you had when you were younger played with dolls and action figures. I dismembered and disfigured them. You skipped stones in your local creek. I threw stones at my class mates heads. You pushed that cute little school girl you crushed on in the swing. I pushed her off the swing and shoved her lollipop up her ass. You wanted to be a doctor when you grew up. I dreamed of being a mortician. You went to church with your family, while I worshiped in the church of Satan. You went swimming in the local pool. I held you under the water and laughed as you struggled. You listened to Britney Spears and Bare Naked Ladies. I listened to Morbid Angel and Mayhem. You played Life and Sorry, while I was conjuring up evil spirits with my Ouija board. You cried at the Notebook. I got wet at the Hostel and Saw flicks. You wanted to be the next Bill Gates. I wanted to be the next Michael Myers. You loved your family. I murdered mine. You get the picture. I was and always will be a dark bitch.

bloody phone sex evil violenceThat is why I love my job so much. I am among other dark bitches. Evil seductresses; dominate whores; blasphemous beauties; pain sluts; mutilation wenches; p mommies;  willing victims; torture dolls; mayhem maidens; castration junkies; blood lovers; cannibal cunts; violent vixens; knife wielders;  twisted teens….Girls like me cannot have an office job because we would cut a bitch at the water cooler. I am at home here with my fellow sadistic bitches. If you are reading my blogs, or on this site then you don’t like vanilla girls either. You need me or one of my fellow dark accomplices to help you come to terms with your evil thoughts; fulfill your sickest needs.

You can follow our carnage on Twitter and like our bloody triumphs on Facebook. And of course, call us for your most taboo fantasies. There is nothing too sick or perverse or extreme for us. Chances are your sickest thoughts, are tame to us. But don’t fret, we can bring out the evil in Mother Theresa.

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The Bloodier the Better

bloody phone sex torture gothWhen I was younger, instead of watching cartoons and Disney movies, I watched torture porn horror films. I didn’t want to see romantic little tales of when girl met boy. I wanted  sexy stories about when girl dismembered boy, or when girl disemboweled girl. While other girls my age were experimenting with sex and drugs, I was experimenting with knives. I’d get so turned on by the Hostel and Saw movies that I would have to go hunting. Back then, I rarely killed, just maimed and disfigured. But stalking, hunting, hurting, are just like fucking, the more you do it, the more you love it and the further you go to get off.

We all have our ultimate sexual fantasy though. For some guys it to bang hot sisters or be the star in some Girls Gone Wild movie. For some women it is to get double penetrated by two big black cocks. For me, my ultimate sexual fantasy would be to kidnap some worthless piece of trash and string him or her up above me naked. Masturbate at their fear of not knowing what I am going to do to them next. And, as I am cumming,  I slice them open as their blood and organs cascade over my body bringing me to the pinnacle of my orgasm.

Bloody phone sex, bloody sex turns me on. From stabbing and cutting to castrating and chopping to eviscerating and gutting, the bloodier the better. If you are a worthless fuck pig, then I will kill and gut you like one. If you are like me, a sick, twisted mother fucker who gets off and pain and death, then  let’s go hunting together and see what kind of trouble we can make for others.

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What a Fucked up Dream

I awoke in state of disbelief as the dream seemed so fucking real. I was hanging out at some warehouse party loft and just getting fucking high. I was snorting coke and smoking some mad crazy fucking weed amidst a bunch of biker guys that seemed familiar but frankly I have no clue who they were. You know the kind of dream right? It seemed familiar yet you can’t put your finger on it not really make out any of the faces…

I was throwing shots back as well and I was getting gang banged the whole fucking time! Yeah, getting fucked up completely beyond coherence and having five hung guys fucking the shit out of me. Not only were they fucking me but I was also fucking the hell out of one little weasel dick bitch boy. Guys were cheering me on as I rammed a huge dick in his bitch boi cunt. He was bloody and broken from me giving him a beat down first. I was just flying and fucking and that was really all there was… a lot of fucking and even more drugging.

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The point I awoke at was when the guys and I were dragging this corpe out back into the woods where we were pouring booze on the corpse and all the guys were pissing on him. I was actually defecating in the dead guys mouth only to realize he wasn’t dead… it got weird.

Maybe you have a dirty filthy fuck-a-thon we can play out? I’m confused about that dream and strangely turned on…

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Cassandra

rape phone sex fantasies big tits subbyI was in Mexico on vacation with a male friend. We were walking down the road, shopping at little street vendor carts, when a van suddenly stopped and 2 big men got out. They shoved me and Billy in the back and sped off. They pinned me down and started forcing their cocks in my cunt and ass while they made Billy watch. He looked helpless. I could tell he felt bad that he could not stop them from assaulting me. My assailants didn’t speak much English, but I could piece together what they were saying. I was going to be sold into white slavery. A blonde beauty like me could demand a lot of money on the street.  I was a worthless blonde American whore. No one would miss me.

They dumped us in some dingy bathroom in a bleak warehouse. We were in stalls; separated, but in the same room. I was on the cold floor, scared, waiting to be assaulted again or maybe even worse. I heard men come in and grab Billy. They were beating him senseless. I heard his screams, heard his bones breaking; it was horrible. Then I saw his body limp on the floor, through the stall door. His leg was mangled, bloody, broken. Broken bone  sticking out. I reached my hand under to feel him, see if he was alive and a baseball bat smashed my hand. Bill was expendable I guess, but me, a blonde buxom bitch was a rarity in Mexico. I was a commodity about to be bought and sold repeatedly.

The door swung open and my attackers were standing over me with baseball bats. The dragged me by the hair and tossed me on a dirty mattress. I saw a line of men  waiting with money in their hands and bulges in their pants. I knew what was next. Men paid my captors money to fuck me. Not just fuck me, but to violate my ass, piss and shit on me, beat me, strangle me, choke me, burn me, cut me. I wanted to be dead like Billy. When all the men that had paid to abuse me had left, I was thrown back in that dingy bathroom stall. My ass gaping open and bloody; bruises all over my body; and a face, if I could see, unrecognizable. They told me to get some rest because tomorrow the fun really started.

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Medical Fetish Phone Sex Doll Making

I knew when I saw you get out your medical kit, that it was time to play doctor. Only you don’t know how to play doctor like a good sweet boy. The only way you know how to play is like Dr. Frankenstein. You whistled like a crazy man as you laid out your tools on the table. A hacksaw, needles, rope, tape. Us girls, chained in our cells, couldn’t look away. We knew what you were up to. You were going to use your amateur medical skills to make another freak monster of what you consider the perfect girl.

I remember the last time you played this game. Your medical fetish phone sex had gotten out of control. You went cell to cell, dragging each of us out and chosing which parts of us you liked best. One girl had the best tits, and another the best eyes. Another the best pussy and still another one some nice long legs. You decided you wanted a blonde, and when you approached my cell I was so scared I pissed all over the floor. But you looked at me, up and down, and said I was too ugly, and there was nothing pretty enough about me to work in your new creation.

I was spared because of my lanky legs and mousey hair and small tits. The other girls were not so lucky, and you took each of them kicking and screaming to the operating table. The girl with the beautiful blonde hair was scalped and left to die bleeding on the floor. The one with the nice long legs had them amputated with your chainsaw. She didn’t even survive long enough to watch her legs fall off. Slowly and methodically, you took the pieces you needed from each whore. Enough pieces to make a whole girl. A perfect fuck doll.

Once you had your pile of parts, blood everywhere, you began sewing them together. Shoving the blue eyes in the bloody sockets, and sitching the legs to the body with the perfect pussy. You took your time sewing the tits on, making sure they looked perfect. Your masterpeice came together as a big bloody mess, but was somehow still beautiful. You stood back and admired your work, and then you fucked your new creation while the girls who were still alive watched. I remember feeling ashamed that I wasn’t even good enough to a single piece of what you considered beautiful. As crazy as it sounds, seeing your medical equipment out and ready, I am hoping you see something about me this time that is good enough to use…

Knife Play Phone Sex with Venus: Wheel of Death

knife play phone sex evil dominatrixJohn and I were snuggled on the couch watching American Horror Story Freakshow. We had just finished off his stupid worthless cunt of an ex girlfriend. He helped me eliminate my old school nemesis, so I owed him a kill. We get so horny when torturing and snuffing out worthless fuck pigs. John knows my affinity for knives, and as we watched my favorite TV show, he suggested we execute our next victims on a Wheel of Death like they have in American Horror Story. My cunt got wet. He told me I could make death by impalement and art form. He gets me. The thought of strapping some stupid cunt or useless bastard to the Wheel of Death while John spun them around and I threw my knive, excited the both of us.

We went to the mall and snatched up the first vacuous Barbie doll we spotted. The little teen twat had a mouth on her too, but John smacked her hard enough to knock her out. She woke up naked, on the Wheel of Death babbling some shit about her daddy and when he finds out yada yada yada. John told her we didn’t want or need her money. She was my Christmas present. I love that man.  I sharpened my knives in front of her, while John burned  her with cigarettes for fun. Her screams made my pussy twitch with excitement.

knife play phone sex snuff killerJohn started turning the wheel like he was a sadistic Vanna White and I began hurling knives. I didn’t do bad, until John started feeding me shots of Tequila. Then my aim started sucking. I hit the bitch in the femoral artery. Blood started spurting out her thigh. She was going to bleed out. I could have thrown a knife to hit her jugular vein, ending her life instantly. That would have been the humane thing to do. But neither John or I are exactly humane. Instead, we let the bitch bleed out and fucked in the pool of her blood. You ever see Hostel 2? The opening scene is wicked hot. A young girl is gutted above a hot woman who gets off as her blood pours over her body. That scene is spank material for folks like John and I. I guess some folks would think we were the freaks, getting off on blood and death. I bet if you are reading this, you get the darker desires that lurk in the minds of some. Some people don’t deserve to live. They contribute nothing to the world. And that’s why girls like me exist. That is why accomplices like the love of my life, John, exist. We aren’t afraid to get dirty. We aren’t afraid of a little blood. Or a ton of blood.

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Out with the Old!

I have been saving for a long time! Doing what ever odd job I can so I can start my own mechanic shop! I have made a lot of money snuffing out little whores or snatching some sweet morsel! And it has FINALLY paid off! I closed this week end on my own shop! I didn’t think it was going to go through! I found the PERFECT shop! In a great neighbor hood! No other shops anywhere near! But the owner, who had owned the shop for 30 years was to sick to work it any more. I agree to buy it instantly! But the day we were suppose to sing the papers the old fucker changed his mind! He decided he was gonna try to make the shop work again! I was so disappointed! This fucker made the mistake of saying he just couldn’t sell his shop to any bitch off the street! I am not going to have my dreams ruined by some old fucker! So I walked away. That night I showed back up as he was closing! I picked up a piece of pipe and I beat the shit out of him! I beat that old man to death! I wont have my dreams ruined by some old fucker. The last thing he heard on this earth was me telling him he better pray his wife sells this property. Or I would beat her to death to! I know he understood me! It turned me on see the fear in his eyes! His wife had no intention of keeping the shop. She called me 2 days later asking if I was interested in buying the place still. I talked her down 20K. Got the place for a steal. I can’t wait to fully utilize the new space!

 

Accomplice Phone Sex with Blair: Let Me Do Your Dirty Work

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My boss hacked my computer and discovered  incriminating photos of me and my son. The kinds of  photos that could get me arrested.  I thought he was going to blackmail me; force me to fuck him to keep my job and stay out of jail. I did have to fuck him. I had to let him fuck my ass so hard he bruised it, and left it prolapsed. But that was just the beginning of what he had in store for me. He informed me I was going to be his accomplice. If I could do all sorts of depraved things for my son for free, I could be his bitch to keep my job. Turns out my boss has a sick perverted side. He has a penchant for those sweet little lasses. He just needs the right accomplice to lure them into his sick perverted world.  

He had a sweet angel already selected for me to snatch and grab.  We did a few drive bys so I could see his selection and learn her daily route home. Cute, angelic blonde with a little teddy bear. Reeked of innocence, just what he wanted. I felt sick about what I was about to do, but I had no choice.  As a natural redhead, I look awful in orange; and, I am not about to be Big Bertha’s bitch. My ass would be sold for a Kit Kat in jail. Sorry sweet thing, but it’s me or you. I stalked her for days. When I was ready to kidnap the little slut,  I put on a  mom outfit, brought my dog and a Benadryl filled  juice box. No one ever suspects a mommy type is a sick twisted p.  She fell for my routine. After I offered her the juice box, the rest was easy. When she got sleepy, I snatched her up and shoved her in the boss’s van that was following us. Poor thing, her parents should have warned her about engaging with strangers.  

We took her to his place, where he had a special room all prepared for his little victim. His plan was to pimp out her tight virginal holes for money. Lots of men willing to pay top dollar to violate a little one. How much would you pay to fuck a young virgin? After he made a decent amount selling her flesh, his plan was to auction her off to the highest bidder for some snuff porn. Sort of like a rugrat Hostel film he said. He had a ton of expensive camera equipment plus an array of torture devices. Poor thing was not going to have an easy rest of her life. I brought this lamb to be slaughtered to save my own hide, yet I was not all that conflicted about it. I thought I would feel bad about kidnapping her, but I was aroused at how easy it was to snatch and grab her right off her block. My job now was to  make her pretty and presentable for all her new daddy dates.  And keeping her quiet. Turns out  I am a great accomplice for dark desires. I am a good sick

Can I be your dirty accomplice phone sex whore too? As a mommy, I can lure the sweet ones away so easily. And as a subby bitch, I do whatever I am told, so whatever perverse thing you need done, I will do.  Think of all the fun we can have  violating, even snuffing out, those sweet little lambs. I can do your dirty work, so you can enjoy that tight, sweet flesh.

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