Category: Goth teen phone sex

Snuff Sex is the Best Sex

snuff sexSnuff sex is the best if you ask me. Fuck them and kill them. I am not one for pillow talk. I am not one for cuddling either. Once I cum, my need for a guy is over. Just like once you fuck a tender age slut, you don’t want to send her home to rat you out as a dirty P man, right? They lose their usefulness. Normally, I don’t kill my accomplices, but I rarely fuck them either. Ted hired me to procure him a virgin school girl. At the age he wanted, finding a virgin was not difficult. Ted was not a creepy fat fuck driving a white van with a mattress in the back who is forced to register with the police department whenever he moves. He was a handsome, sophisticated and intelligent man. He wanted a young girl because he could afford it. Enough money gets you whatever you want in this world. He had a rape fantasy involving a super young girl. I made it come true for a price. I think I got super horny watching a good looking dude fuck a little bitch. Of course, I was also aroused by her screams. After it was clear he was done with her, I killed her. That turned him on. His dick got hard again when he thought he was drained dry by that bald tight slit. Never underestimate the sex appeal of a snuff porn bitch. I carved up that little beauty queen and fed her to the coyotes. We fucked like wild animals afterwards. Her blood was still on his dick and all over my body. After he came, he tried to cuddle. Like what the fuck man? I just killed the little slut you assaulted. Do you think I wanna spoon? He got a knife to the chest. It’s a knee jerk reaction to any attempt at intimacy. I fuck and I kill. I was a tad remorseful because a good cock shouldn’t go to waste. But, he shouldn’t have tried to spoon. A spoon gets the knife every time.

Sex with Dead Bodies

sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies is better than it sounds. I don’t date. I am not exactly the type of girl who excels in the online dating bullshit. I am a sadistic bitch. I have dark fantasies. I hate most people. I don’t look at men with googly eyes like most girls. I see a man and I just wonder if he is accomplice material or victim material. I don’t often look at a guy and say, “Damn, I’d like to fuck him.” But, I am a woman, with needs like any other woman. I have a mortician friend who lets me know when a fresh body comes in with what I need. What I don’t need is a small dick or romantic bullshit. I am like a praying mantis female. After sex, I just assume bite my lover’s head off than cuddle. Men only serve a purpose when they are helping me kill. My friend let’s me know if a man comes into the morgue with rigor mortis in the right places. I come in ride the donkey until I cum. I get off and I don’t feel the need to bite the head off my lover.  He can’t say anything annoying. He can’t attempt to cuddle or do small talk. Ideally, I prefer to kill them myself. It is more satisfying, but the problem with that is sometimes my desire for a nice cock is gone when the loser it is attached too begs for mercy and shit. At the morgue, it is just a hard cock. I hop on and hop off and a corpse can’t kill the mood like a live victim. My ideal lover is one who is willing to die for my sexual pleasure. Is that you? You most have a big cock and a desire to die quietly.

Castration Fascination

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I’ve been totally turned on by the idea of severing a set of testicles off of a man’s body as long as I can remember. When I would go visit my grandparents on their farm, I would beg Grandpa to let me do the honors when it came time to use the emasculator on the new heard. I would often think about how grand it would be to slap a pair of those around a set of big thick hairy balls attached to a pathetic worm boy. I finally got my chance today to really live out my dark thrill. I was back visiting my grandma and grandpa when I noticed the new farm hand really getting into me handling the castration of a retired stud. I looked up and noticed his cock was so hard it was probably chaffing the head, the imprint fully visible through his wranglers. I made a motion to the feed room and he followed. I ordered him to drop his jeans and let me see his ball sack. He did so, sweat dripping down his temples- looking down at my young skinny body in just a small black sundress. I clicked the tool and the thick rubber band wound rightly around his testicles. He went to yelp like a bitch but I slapped him back into his senses. I reached into my bag and grabbed my favorite knife, slicing through the thin stretched skin and taking his set right off. I threw them into a jar on the counter to save for later when I got hungry, some fried human-sourced rocky mountain oysters will be so tasty later.

Snuff Movies on Sunday Snuffday

snuff moviesSnuff movies are hot to watch, fun to make. Its snuff Sunday. I always find a young plaything to slaughter on Sundays. Most folks watch football on Sundays. I could care less about football, especially Tom Brady. Once a cheater always a cheater, right? It might surprise you to know that I go to church. No, I am not religious. Fuck church. I go to spot out the talent, look for victims. There was this new guy in the pews today. He had tender age lover written all over him. I could use an accomplice, I thought to myself as I decided how to approach him. I mean it would be mutually beneficial. He could fuck a bald cunnie, ruin a tender ass and I could make a snuff film with her when he finished fucking her. He ate up the idea of killing a tender age beauty with me. He picked out the perfect victim for us; the one that made his cock the stiffest.

snuff pornWe took her to my cabin in the woods also known as my kill shack. I watched as he force fucked her holes raw. She was bloody and ruined, but it didn’t matter. She wasn’t leaving alive. I wanted to have some fun with her before we did her in too. Since I was the director of our snuff video, I directed him to fuck her other holes. At first, he didn’t think she had other holes than her cunnie, ass and mouth. He was happy to fuck her urethra. Boy did she scream like a banshee when her tiniest hole was fucked. She cried when he fucked her nose and ears too. While he was fucking her eyes, he popped out one of her eyeballs. It was hot and gross!  She was blinded by cock. I got it all on film too. That was the beginning of her end. Once her eyeballs were hanging out, she went into shock and died. He kept fucking her though. Little girls are like baby rabbits, so very fragile.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasies Murder phone sex fantasies are rampant in my sick mind. Seriously, I meet more people I want to kill than I want to fuck. My callers only feed my killer fantasies. This may be the wrong profession for a Goth chick with murder on the mind. I was watching some insipid Disney film with a caller early last week. He likes young girls. He wanted me to castrate his pervert cock for liking young girls. They way I see it, those little Disney princesses are cock teases. The world needs less of those, not more. After watching Disney cock teases, I went hunting. This was a solo hunt sadly. When young girls are the target of my rage, I prefer a male accomplice. Someone who can enjoy their little fuck holes first. That way none of the little whore goes to waste once I kill her. I can just look at a little girl and know if she is going to grow up to be one of those cheap whores that have way too many babies and expects us to pay for them.  I saw the perfect victim at the mall. She looked like a little beauty queen. Whore makeup and slutty clothes and attitude a mile long. She was shaking down old perverts for candy and jewelry. I told her I would be happy to spoil her, but she told me to get lost because she wasn’t into old whores. I am not even 30 yet. I punched her in the face just right to incapacitate her. Tossed her into my trunk. I drove her to my cabin in the woods and did very bad things to her. I should have made a snuff porn of what I did to her. I cut off her clit and her nipples. I fisted her cunnie and ass. I shaved off her pretty hair. I dismembered her just to hear her scream. Then, I roasted her over an open flame and ate her tender age body. No one will find her unless they examine my shit.

Bloody Phone Sex is the Best

bloody phone sexDo you like bloody phone sex stories?  I embody the term overkill. My shrink diagnosed me as a young girl with antisocial personality disorder with sociopathic tendencies. You kill one slut as a teen girl and you are labeled the rest of your life. She deserved to die. She was a mean girl cheerleader slut who fucked with the wrong misfit. She and her fan club played a cruel joke on the high school outcast. They just underestimated me. I knew who the ringleader was in that group. No one in school took a shit without Clarissa’s approval. Back then, I was all rage, no mind. I didn’t plan my kills well, so I got busted. The entire town knew what a mean cunt Clarissa was, so there were special circumstances in my case. Plus, the bloody details of the case were sealed because of my age. Only the police and my court appointed shrink knew the details about how I carved up the head cheerleader’s body until it was unrecognizable. I stabbed her cunt. I carved my initials in her bald pussy. I put a firecracker up her ass and cunt. Of course, they exploded, which was what killed her. I am not ashamed of snuffing out the school bully. Her followers only feared her. I may have killed her savagely and impulsively, but that was over a decade ago. I still have a love for blood and killing. Just now, I never get caught. Turns out I don’t have to kill because I lack impulse control or because of a need for revenge. I make snuff porn because I like it. I am what the FBI calls a sociopath who lacks remorse. That is because I only kill those that deserve to die.  Who do you know who deserves to die?

Snuffing Out The Teacher’s Pet

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There’s this cute little preppy bitch in my class who always seems to get all of Mr. Jack’s attention. I’m pretty damn tired of her soaking up all the focus in the classroom and today when I saw her walking out of his office after obviously getting fucked by him, I decided she had to be cut from the team- so to speak. I asked her if she wouldn’t mind meeting me in the parking lot after school so I could give her my bible-study notes. I still can’t believe that idiot believed that lie but she took the bait! She walked up with her pretty bouncy blonde locks flowing in the wind and when she went to turn around to look behind her shoulder, that’s when I knocked her out with my tire iron. I drug her body into the woods, pulled out my handy dandy knife. The first thing I did was carve the word “whore” into her forehead. Then I cut her clothes off and immediately begun stuffing my fist inside her cooch. I fisted her little lifeless body then on the last pounding, got a fistful of guts and pulled out her pussy. I got down and licked up some of the blood but then decided to cut open her stomach and to wrap her intestines around her neck to snuff her out really hard. She’s been missing for a few days now and they still haven’t found her body! Now I have all of Mr. Jack’s full focus!

Tinder date gone wrong

strangulation phone sexI met this guy on Tinder. Everything started it out fine. We met up at a coffee shop and he was such a great person to have a good conversation with. He wanted to Netflix and chill and I know that means a quick fuck for the night. I had just gotten out of a serious relationship and I thought fuck why not? Well had I known the drive from the coffee place to his house would have triggered something monstrous I would have ran like hell. In the car ride the topic of past relationships came up and he was mentioning how his ex left him because he was too controlling and I said in what ways? He said she would get angry cause I’d call her a couple time in a single hour. I thought he was joking and I said jokingly “shes right you are a nut case”  if looks could kill would of died right then and their. He stayed quiet and I felt awkard and wanted to uber my ass out of his drive way, He asked me to come in and I didn’t want to be a complete bitch and went in. Things escalated quickly because he locked the door and told me it was time I learned a lesson. I was frozen and fear and pulled out his gun out of his case. I fear rushed over my body as he stripped me down and put on the sharpest needle clamps on my tits. He told me if I screamed I would die. He began to stangle me while I was bleeding all over fromt he needle clamps and he shoved his cock deep in me and he let out a wicked laugh. He was enjoying my pain and seeing me hopless got him off.  after a couple hours of torture he past out and I ran like hell.

Snuff Sex Christmas

snuff sexSnuff sex for Christmas? The holidays make me simply murderous, especially tomorrow. The day after Christmas is always crazy. Does your woman go shopping to stock up on Christmas shit for next year? If she does, and you are as sadistic as me, you should stay home and call me. I bet we can get into some trouble together. My ideal shopping the day after Christmas involves you and me hunting for a victim. I hate all people, so I am easy to please when it comes to hunting humans. We can kill your wife for being a shopping whore.  We can hunt a super young slut. You know. One of those girls with no tits yet. Not even peach fuzz on her cunt yet. They are all off school until the new year anyway, which means they are easy to find. I bet, there are a ton at the mall shopping with their Christmas money and gift cards. Your wife could be shopping for bargains, while we shop for a little cock tease. Does the world really need anymore cock teasing whores that will grow up to be on the pole and getting government handouts because they can’t keep their legs shut? I say, let your wife shop. When she leaves, we hook up and find some tiny, young thing to kill. You can force fuck her tiny holes while I watch. Then we can kill her together. Just promise me we can prolong the torture sex. I love listening to young things cry and plead for mercy.

Fucking Your Ass With Dildo Full Of Razors

 

 

Murder phone sex fantasies

You hired me off of an escort site thinking you were going to be my new domme. That was an adorable little thought you had there. Once I arrived at your hotel, we started to get to know one another. You were very curious about my emo-goth looks and seeming sweet personality. You were under the impression that I was a bit younger that I actually am. That’s when I knew a big bad “p” boy like yourself would need to learn a little lesson about hiring young girls for sex. I asked you if you wanted to play a game and you agreed that would be fun as long as it was sexy. I assured you it would be. I then had you lay down on the bed with your ass up, cuffing your wrists and ankles to the post, then quickly stuffing a ball gag into your mouth and completing your look with a blindfold. I then slipped on my strap-on that had my favorite little torture device attached this time: a dildo covered in rust razors. I told you relax but you knew something was up. Before you could react you were getting force fucked and cut wide open in your rectum. Blood everywhere and watching pieces of your guts get pulled out all over the place by my plastic dick. I left you in that room to bleed to death but not before taking your wallet and car. Thanks for the date, sweetie.