Evil is pretty much my specialty. I don’t give a fuck about long walks in the park or the hottest clubs in the city. I want to see people bleed and beg for their pathetic little lives. I want people to scream and cry for help. I laugh at death. Maybe I’m a vampire, maybe I would enjoy the taste of blood and watching people get scared as I walk in the room and fear for their lives or maybe not knowing of the danger that’s to come. One second you’re having fun and the next I have you in the corner draining you and leaving you lifeless. Although, my reflection would be something I’d miss, because I’m so damn hot, don’t you agree? I’d be a sex crazed superhuman! I could probably fuck all day and night. I love the thought of me being the thing that goes bump in the night. Better be careful… you may just be my next victim… or maybe your household. Your wife and little critters all sound asleep. Time to have a lot of bloody fun! …Oh gosh, that’s makes me horny. I could definitely go for some rough, choke-me-til-I-almost-pass-out, bite me hard, sex right now. I think I’m going to masturbate and conjure up some wicked evil fantasies for our next torture session. That’ll have to do for right now….. until next time.
Category: Evil phone sex
Spellbound
I also have the gift of simply not giving a fuck about the pain and misery I inflict upon these worthless bits of flesh. It’s the oddest thing, it’s almost as if they’re drawn to me, knowing the harm that awaits them they still come.
I’ve been accused of putting them under a spell, using black magic, but no it’s simply their own weakness and blinding lust for me. I suppose I should be flattered and should owe them some bit of compassion….never.
Once I get a taste of blood, I cannot stop myself. My thirst for it is unquenchable, all I see is red. literally and figuratively. I become a machine and I cannot and will not stop until I consume ever last drop
My Kind Of Fun…
The world is so uptight about too many things. I guess you can say I’m a bit of a rebel. I love everything that’s wrong. My pussy gets wet at the thought of things that make normal people cringe. When it comes to evil things like rape phone sex fantasies and murder phone sex fantasies the only thing I am capable of feeling is arousal. Numbness is a regular feeling for me. I get excited about things that I probably shouldn’t, but I guess I’m just not afraid to do what everybody else is thinking. When you are thinking about sneaking into that room where that tiny body is sleeping. I’m the one who has beaten you there. I’ve already pulled back the covers and is now luring you in so you can get a closer look. Care to touch her innocent body? Maybe I should spread her legs since your too scared. Come on big boy, dive in. She’s going to grow up and turn into a whore anyway… Let’s use this time to get her ready. Some of these sluts here at college lived a sheltered life. That’s why they get here and act a fool. No No No, we have the chance to mold this little one into the perfect sex slave. Lean in closer…. smell the sweet aroma of this innocent flesh calling your name. Want to join me in my world of darkness and fun? I promise you won’t regret it.
Feel The Heat
Don’t you love the screams and the smell of burning flesh as a building burns down with people trapped inside? Do you get that tingling feeling from deep inside listening to the agonizing sounds, watching the thrilling sight and enjoying the smell of death that comes from a well planned well executed pyromaniac episode? All I can do is stand back and watch while the pleasure is intensified with every sensation, from the increasing heat and the rising flames to the panic of the people outside the building as they are horrified by what they are witnessing and hearing. If only they could enjoy this like I do as I cum in my pants and smile while I watch it all unfold. I felt it from the second I watched them go in the building. I waited till all was quiet and there was no more sign of activity. Then as I poured the excellent in all the right places, knowing that once lit they would be trapped and burn alive, I felt that familiar heat build up in my pussy and move up to the pits of my stomach, only to end in the hard tips of my nipples. Standing here now I am satisfied as I masturbate in the middle of the frenzy and no one notices due to the panic. Ahhh yes, how I love the mayhem and madness, the pain and the torture that I caused.
I Watched Her Go…
Hell fucking yes! I have snuffed plenty of fucking bitches but never have I watched a bitch go. I don’t think I have ever been more fucking turned on by anything in my life. Just thinking about it makes me cum over and over again.
The bitch lived in a creepy old fucking house. I had a blast exploring that old fucking place while she was out and I waited for the fun I was going to have with her. I stayed hidden when she came home and fucked myself while I watched her from the closet. If she only knew what was going to happen when the sun went down and the day was over.
She took her shower and laid down in that big old wooden bed, thinking she was safe and sound in her room…NOT BITCH.
I came out of the closet and stood by the bed watching her sleep. My pussy just aching to see the bright red blood on the white sheets as it oozed out of her body.
I put my hand over her mouth and got right up to her face, staring into the wide frightened eyes of hers. My wild eyes meeting her stare as I contemplated if I wanted to make this fast or slow. I so wanted to see and smell and feel the blood.
I couldn’t wait I had to do it, taking out my knife and cumming as it glistened in the moonlight cumming in the window I put it to her throat. I cut that bitches throat so deep that her head was attached by only a mall piece of flesh at the back of her neck. The blood flowing out of her life less body like a river on the white sheets.
I got it all over my hands smelling it, tasting it, rubbing it on my face. But what happened next made me cum harder then I ever have. As I stepped back and admired my handy work I watched her leave her body. It was the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen!
This just gives me one more reason to kill, and that is the hope that I will see this again when I snuff my next victim.
The Worms Crawl In…..
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out, through your stomach and out your mouth….I fondly remember my mother singing this to me as a young one It was my favorite nursery rhyme. After snuffing my last victim I remembered the little tune and as the rush of taking her life was subsiding and the last spasm left my cunt, I came up with a brilliant idea.
I laid her limp ass body on the ground instead of burring her and set up my camera. I decided to film her decomposing body so that I could watch it over and over again while reliving her last moments and enjoying the thrill of the kill and all that comes after it.
As I sit here watching my little film and my cunt starts to flow I realize I should win an award for my little flick. It shows all the stages of decomposition in all it’s glory. I keep rewinding it and watching it in slow motion. I find that I get the greatest thrill watching as the body swells and bloats only to be eaten to the bone by bugs and maggots. I can’t stop fingering my cunt as I watch my handy work over and over again. I think it’s time to pop some pop corn and watch my film again!
Killer Phone Sex with Ivy
Who knew Fright Night would be the perfect place to find my next victim. I swear these dumb bitches never learn. When someone tells you to stay close that’s exactly what you should do or an evil sadistic bitch like me comes along and traps you into something you can’t get out of. Lots of yummy potentials are roaming around after midnight. Some half drunk and screaming because of the fake horror. Some running from a guy with a chainsaw and a Jason mask. I don’t really care too much for those loud annoying sluts… the one I’m seeking out is one that’s strayed away from the group. This one is unaware of the danger she’s about to run into. We are both dressed up and in disguise. She has two options, either she comes with us happily after a little convincing… maybe tell her that we are having a party at my daddy’s mansion and all her friends are looking for her… or I can slip this needle into the side of her neck and make her go night night long enough to get her in the truck.
After we’ve made a safe getaway… the night is ours. We can have all the evil, taboo, torturous fun we’ve been craving for.
Tie the bitch up and go to work ripping, stretching, cutting, licking, sucking, fucking, biting anything we desire. What’s left of her, well we can feed to the pigs right?
Do It Bitch….
Sometimes it is not about the sex, or the blood. Sometimes it is all about the control. When I need to feel the ultimate control. Ooh it’s easy to snuff the life out of someone. Easy to use them. But it is so much more thrilling to make someone do something so against their nature. To make someone bend to your will even though it goes against every fiber of their being! I started by wearing all black even a mask. I let her know.. She hasn’t seen my face. So I may let her live. Then I show her all the videos of the torturing and killing I have done. Then explain. I will kill her. Just like the others. I will make her life hell before I snuff her out. OR… She can do what I tell her. And I will let her go. Easy. Of course I tell her to fuck herself with a knife. The fear and repulsion. Her every desire to say no! The ultimate control is making her do it. Without ever touching her. And maybe… just maybe I will let the whore live. But who knows…sometimes it is just as fun making her do it. Then killing her anyhow.
Cut Her Up…
I’ve come to the conclusion that bitches love attention. If you really wanted to off yourself you would do it right the first time. Little brats who like to cut their wrist from left to right… that’s just them seeking attention. And well, I’ll give it to you. How about we set up a play date with miss cutter. She’s out of the hospital and off suicide watch. This is the perfect time to take her under my wing. Show her how to end it for good this time. I love to lure them in. It makes my pussy so wet at the thought of a girl taking a razor blade and letting the blood drip until she takes her last breath. This time it won’t just be her wrist. Let’s see, how about her tits, thighs, and her pussy lips. Some call me sick and twisted. Maybe I am. But you love it don’t you? You wanna watch me force an innocent little pussy into dragging a blade over her pure skin again and again until she’s all cut up. Tears running down her face as I run my fingers through her blood making the sweetest smears around her nipples. She’ll be crying but who gives a shit. My pussy is so wet it’s dripping all over the floor. Bitches love pain and attention, I’m convinced. Some may frown upon sadism, but I love that shit. And you love my violent behavior don’t you? You love to hear me talk about cutting, slashing, bleeding, bruising, crying and what I love the most.. snuffing bitches. That’s why you keep coming back isn’t it? Well come and take a bloody ride, I’ll be your hostess for the night.
Accomplice Phone Sex With Delicious Natasha
I just love our weekend drives together, seeking out and stalking our prey…there’s just nothing better. The thought of the agony and torture we’re about to inflict upon some unsuspecting innocent makes my pussy begin to drip and ache in anticipation. Together, we are the perfect match in luring these fresh, sweet pieces of flesh.
I use my looks and charm to flirt and insinuate myself into enticing these tasty treats into doing whatever I say. You have means and muscle to take over and bring our deliciously wicked plan into action. I never grow tired of our twisted little adventures finding just the right one who fits into our plans.
And to our utter pleasure, during our latest outing we spotted the perfect little star for our snuff, fantasy!
You know the type, a needy and untouched young thing on the border from a ittle one to young woman just seeking approval and acceptance wherever she can find it. It’s seems too easy how it plays out, I almost feel bad for the doomed worthless little cunt – No, not really.
After chatting up this brainless, barely legal piece of ass she’s eating up all the attention I’m lavishing on her. When I invite her to my home, she doesn’t hesitate and from that moment on it’s simply a countdown to the endless amount of pain and torture she’s about to be served.
I cherish that moment she realizes that something is really wrong and that life as she knew it was over…Literally! giggle They always beg for mercy, plead for it and I get off letting these useless twats think that we may just show some compassion and let them go
But oh no, once we have them they are ours, completely and totally. And when we have finished using their young, tender bodies for our every pleasure, put them through the agony and pain they brought upon themselves, we rid ourselves of them like they never existed at all. Let’s savor every minute of it, I’m ready for our next adventure, are you up for it?