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Snuffing Out In Space

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I love to do a little snuffing in the fantasy of my mind; listen to this one. You are a rich billionaire who’s decided to blast into space, and I’m a rocket scientist. I want to get you out on a space walk, and torment the shit out of you. You see, I’ve made some special adjustments to your space suit. The boots will super heat the soles of your feet, and the suit itself will electrocute you.

If you let go of the rungs out these, you’re liable to float away into space. I watch you contentedly from inside the shuttle pod, grinning through a window as I shock you on and off. Finally, you start crying. Your eyes are burning. You can’t see.

In an act of desperation, you rip your space helmet off, and I get to watch your pathetic billionaire body plummet back down to the ground, a fucking fireball in the end. Too extreme? Shut up, you pussy.

Blasphemous Fucking Of Saint James

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James was not yet a saint, merely a man – an Apostle of Christ, the one my sister Mary Magdalene had gotten knocked up by. James was a cutie, a devout man who I’d been chasing down for months. Finally, I got the courage to slip into his tent one night, as Jesus had come into mine to stuff Mary Mags full of that Divine cum.

James was shocked to see me, but I was dressed to impress and he couldn’t resist my elegant form in the lantern light. “Indigo?” He asked with such confusion, not expecting to have seen me there. I stripped quickly, and his jaw hit the floor as his cock rose to the Heavens. “Jesus said you get a reward.” I grinned wickedly. James got to his knees, and began to immediately worship the most holy gift of God – my perfect pussy.

It wasn’t long before I was cumming all over Saint James face, blessing him with my feminine juices and a loud fucking cum. I was screaming his name so loud Lazarus must have heard me. I knew I could turn him to my causes; ending the fucking Roman Empire. The first step of that was ending Jesus Christ himself.

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Cannibalism Phone Sex Feeds the Soul

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex may not be as popular as some of the other kinky fetishes, but it is one of my favorites. During the quarantine, I feasted on a couple tender age bodies. I did not want to go to the store and interact with dickheads. There was a food shortage and money was not predictable, so I hunted for my food. It gives me immense pleasure to hunt for my food. I lucked out and found two teen girls. Mall rats with no mall to go to because of Covid. I offered to get them some beer which is why they were hanging out in the parking lot of a liquor store. Lucky for me, booze barns were considered essential. I told them they could party at my please. Stupid cunts believed me. They trusted a creepy Goth girl with their lives, and they paid for their stupidity. I had to fatten them up for a few weeks. I kept them chained in the basement while I fed them high protein clean foods. You are what you eat, and I like my meals clean and free of artificial additives. They were scared shitless, but they had no clue my nefarious plans included eating their tender flesh. They thought I took them to traffic their bodies. These worthless young whores were going to die to feed me. A noble death. Worthless whores. When I cooked them, I seasoned them just right. Soaked them in butter and added seasonings. I boiled them in two large pots. They died together. I cut them up into meal portions and froze them in my industrial size freezer. I have been eating those missing whores daily for the past year. No one will ever find their bodies because I shit them out and flush them away. Are you hungry? I need to replenish my food supply.

Cut Off The Cock

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I held his cock in my hand, admiring the way that it’s throbbed and drips all over my wrist. The fact that it was detached and I was about to slide it deep inside my horny murderous pussy is besides the point. I had to be at least 12 inches, and I had just cut it off fresh. This man followed me home and he thought that he was going to be able to fulfill his rape fantasies with my sweet tender Gothic teen body, but I let him know right away that that was not about to be the case.

I lured him upstairs, and just when he thought he was going to get to slide his dick deep inside of me I pulled off my shirt, and you became very distracted by my big fucking tits. I mean come on, these dugs could distract anybody. I had enough time to pull out my knife, and dismembered that offensive dick from its disgusting body. The cock is nice, and it feels so good the way I’m fucking myself with it.

I think that I’m going to enjoy this for quite a long time. I don’t need his screaming body anymore, he’s laying on the ground with blood spurting from the wound trying to stop the flow with a feta can. But it’s not going to do him any good, is it?
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Evil Babysitter Phone Sex Club: Wanna Join?

babysitter phone sexI am part of the bad babysitter phone sex club. The way I look at it, anyone who trusts a girl like me to watch their brats, does not deserve to have them. This stripper hired me to watch her sweet angel for the weekend. She was going to be partying like a whore on a boat with some fat cat. She did not vet me or check my references. She just wanted to feel like a good mommy by not leaving her brat locked in a room for three days. Well, I had plans for that little girl. I took the job because I knew it was easy. The mother is a stripper whore who left her girl with a stranger to party and fuck for money. I am a ghost. No one would know I had been with the girl. It would look like she either left her alone and some one took her, or she did something to her own brat because she wanted to be like Casey Anthony. I study true crime. I always know how to stage a scene and be a ghost, so no suspicion ever falls on me when a tender age morsel goes missing.

evil phone sexI had this whore’s little slut on an auction block. Before I even entered the house, I had a buyer for the little cunt. A man with an evil phone sex reputation for destroying little whores. After I was alone with the prized pony for about 6 hours and mommy dearest was long gone and halfway to fucked up royally, he arrived to claim his prize. We took her to my cabin in woods where he showed her little body NO mercy. He fucked her tiny virgin cunt and her itty bitty butthole until the floor looked like a bloody massacre. He ended her life quicker than I had hoped. I want him to gut her. He just wanted to fuck a little brat that young. He paid me well. So, I enjoyed her afterwards. I carved her up, gutted her like a pig and fed her insides to the wildlife. No one ever finds my bodies because there are never any remains left to find. That is what I am your best accomplice phone sex partner.

 

Copy Cat Killers

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My style is pretty distinct, so when I was laid out on my couch trying to rub my sadistic teen pussy to the horrific crimes on the news and I saw one of my signature crimes roll across the screen, I paused. Someone was out there doing what I do, and that only made me wetter. I kept stroking my cunt thinking about how this was good for business.

Whoever this was was sloppy as sin, and I squirted all over my sofa to the sick sights paraded across my screen. I hopped onto my phone after licking my fingers clean of my own cum, and decided to keep an eye. I watched for weeks as this killer played out rape fantasies and chopped up little girls, dismembering and disemboweling them in the cruelest of ways. Ways so similar to my own it made my cunt soaked.

When I slipped out of the door to go pick a vic down by the river, I decided to leave a message for my forensic love affair. I captured a family of four, and slaughtered them ruthlessly. Then I posed the bodies for my copy cat to find, in my – no our – style. I wrote him a love letter in blood, carved in the flesh of my tender victims. I invited him to a life of murderous lust. When I was finished, I snapped a picture for myself. When I turned around, I saw her step from the trees. My eyes lit up. My Goddess, Kali, at last.

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Sinful Confessions

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Bring me your sinful confessions, and whisper them diligently in my ear while I finger fuck my dripping teen cunt. Here, I’ll go first. I’m a dirty whore who’s got an appetite for some foul play. My last boyfriend learned what I meant by sick and twisted when I tossed his younger sister into the river for kicking sand at me.

He thought about squealing, so I lured him with my fat tits deep into the woods where no one would hear him scream. We played a game of bondage; I let him tie me up first and fuck me however he wanted until he came all over the forest floor.

Then, it was my turn. I used chains instead of ropes to secure him, and blindfolded him while I quietly dripped him in oil for a massage. I dripped the oil all around the tree he was strapped to as well. When he recognized the smell, he began to panic. I like a fat blunt, took a drag, and ashed it down into the river of gasoline that was pooled at my feet.

It went up in a blast, and raced to the tree. He was screaming in no time, begging me to let him go. The chains heated, searing his flesh like a well charred steak. I laid out a blanket, and rolled up my skirt. I finger fucked my cunt as I watched the flames devour his whole body. I squirted, and started my prayers to Hel.

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My Neighbor Loves My Care Service

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I run a special care service for the perfect little fuck dolls, and my neighbor loves to cum by around lunch time for an afternoon delight. A lot of my clients are hot immigrants, and he gets so turned on by the diversity I offer.

Whether he wants black, brown, caramel, coffee, tan, pearl, or red I have a pussy the color he needs. He likes exotics, and I’ll tell you where ICE loses all those refugees to; me. I sell them off to the highest bidder, or I rent them by the hour. Either way, it brings me a ridiculous amount of pleasure to know these once innocent vessels are now a power of dark forces.

I love to also use them in my witch bitch sacrificial rituals. When I get a craving for blood, not even my favorite fuck toys are safe from becoming my new little torture dollies. I dress them up, cut them up, string them up, and fuck them up.

My favorite lie between knowing they’re being molested but too sweet to be able to resist or do anything about it. Not that I allow many of them to leave anyway. They have no where to go! The government rounded them up for me, and now they’re my slutty little whore pawns to play.

You want to check them before you mate?
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Castration Phone Sex Fantasy Vs Reality

castration phone sex I get Ims and emails daily about castration phone sex. So many losers in the world who know they have worthless balls but are too wimpy to do it themselves. Apparently, they are too stupid to know how this works either. On the phone it must be role play because I am not there to really take your balls, even though many times I wish I were. In my personal life, I castrate guys often. They pay me thousands of dollars, not $2.00 a minute, LOL. On the phone, we either simulate what it would be like to have your balls removed by a bad ass bitch, or you have a sharp knife handy and be prepared to call 911 after our call. Phone castration is fantasy phone sex. Logic would make you think that most men would know that, but some losers think I can come right on over with my knife collection and cut off their balls. This is phone sex, not an escort service. The men whose balls I take in real time have either paid me handsomely or just pissed me off that much like Gerry last week. Small dick loser who thought he could talk down to me. He made a couple wrong assumptions. First, he assumed I wanted to fuck him. Hell, no. I have standards and he did not meet any of them. Two, he thought he could insult me. Maybe that works on insecure women, but I am not insecure. I thought I left the loser in the bar, but he followed me home. Well, he followed me to my kill shack in the woods because I realized he was following me. He never left the cabin. I cut off his balls and his dick and left him outside bleeding, so the wild animals would tear him apart limb by limb. Gerry paid with his life for being a tool. If you are lucky, you just pay for a call and some extreme CBT torture sex.

If You Really Hate Your Wife…

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If you really hate your wife so much, then why not bring her over for dinner? I’ve been sipping a bottle since this morning, and the blunts are rolled thicker than my ass in this house. You call up and tell me you want to dismember her, to dissect her, to dissolve her in acid, to devour her.

And then it hit me like the sack of bricks I might use to completely annihilate your cunty nagging wife later; we could do her in! She’s young, much younger than you. She married for money and you married for pussy but only one of you has been putting out, and you don’t like it when your balls are heavier than your wallet.

Well, we made a plan and he lured his bitchy ass wife over to my place. This stupid whore actually came thinking it was for a “threesome with a hottie with a killer bod!” I am hot as fuck and I do have a killer body, literally. She was about to find out. She came dressed like a slutty whore. I snuck up on her once he led her inside and covered her head with a thick plastic bags, like the good book store ones.

I whispered cruelly in her ear. “Bitch, nobody is going to hear you scream.” She started to struggle, so my babe slipped a little needle into her arm and she shut the fuck up real quick. Limp as a noodle, I was sadistically rubbing my cunt over her. Our special cocktail was taking effect. We were in for hours of evil, torturous fun.
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