I had one of my favorite clients come at me with his need of better prey. And since the pandemic killed most of his ways we had to be innovative. I’m a geek, and so are some of my friends. They have been having a good time hacking home security systems and having a blast. I suggested to mess with hacking into some of these nanny cams and see what fun we could have. I became fixated on watching them. I then started finding ways of obtaining the addresses or locations of these cams and started to stalk them. Nothing passes time better than some voyeurism and stalking. So, when -we’ll just call him Bart- came to me with a real need I had the best prey for him. I dialed up her cam and showed him this piece of teen ass. He sprung and got so worked up. He pays me great and has a nice cock. I didn’t mind getting drilled by him as he watched this little slut. I told him my plan as he plowed me and he came so hard as I spoke of slitting her neck as he pump his load in her. It’s a bloody mess when you submit to such fantastic snuff fantasies and I will help with your ride.
Category: Kidnapping phone sex
Demonic Offerings
I awoke to the sickening sound of torture blood curdling screams in what looked like the basement of my old church.
There were religious figures and candles everywhere and my tight body, once ravaged and destroyed from being fucked by half the congregation, was now free from wounds and dressed in a sheer white gown!
My tits were firm and perky and my pussy….
there are faint visions of a cloaked man nursing my cunt, swabbing my wounds and sanitizing my clit with holy water until I was like a young virgin again!
But my restored innocence came with a dark price tag!
I was a prisoner in this hell beneath the holy house, used as an accomplice, a siren to lure young innocents!
I listened to their screams, crying out for their mommies, and plea’s for help from God. I listened from my room until, one day, I was called to assist!
Her sweet young tight body, dressed in a delicate lace dress and white tights refused to succumb to the torture.
The leather shackles that were meant for her ankles were worn and torn so the preacher asked me to hold her chubby little thighs!
I watched as he yanked the heavy chain, pulling on the collar as he lead the four legged snarling demon to her cunt!
His strong body, twice the size of hers slashed her tender tiny tis before sliding his thick red rocket into her untouched kitty!
The monstrous fido fucked her small frame until the screams no longer filled the air and with one final hard thrust he nutted inside her mutilated bloody cunt!
As he filled her lifeless body with his demonic seed, he glared right through me as if her sweet virginity was only the beginning of sacrificial offerings I was to bring him!
And I knew then…that I owed my beautiful seductive sex goddess body to the souls of these young pawns!
Tis The Season for Taboo Phone Sex
Tis the season taboo phone sex fun. The holidays are rough on a druggy whore. I find myself more desperate than usual for a fix to deal with people’s bullshit. I need more drugs, which means I need to do more shit to get those drugs. I met this dealer who made me a deal. He needed a soccer mom to lure some young girls to his place for a sex party. He told me if I could bring him at least 4 schoolgirl sluts, he would give me enough coke to last for a year. Clearly, he does not know me well. I snort about 5 times the average amount a woman my age and size would consume. If he wanted to make a teen rape porn, I did not care if it brought me that kind of coke. I worried at first how I would get that many at once. I have teen sons and they hang at the mall, so that is where I began. Turns out, the mall is a breeding ground for the girls he likes. I found four just the right age hanging outside Sephora, which is a make-up place. One of the girls had a high school jacket on and I knew a boy that went there. I acted like his mom and said he was having a party at our place and asked if they wanted to come over. This boy is popular. I took a risk that they knew his folks, but they were a few years younger, so I gambled and won. I drove four teen sluts to this dude’s house and handed them to him on a silver platter. I thought my job was done, but it was just beginning. I had to strip the girls, drug them and pre party with their fuck holes. He filmed me with a strapon fucking their tight teen holes. I had to fist their cunts too. I am not often the aggressor. It felt weird, but my eye was on the coke. I started to realize he wanted me to ruin their holes before he fucked them. He wanted to fuck their gaping bleeding fuck holes. He gave me some coke to bring out my evil phone sex side and it worked like a charm. They would never piss or shit right again. Well that is if they had survived. He fucked them for hours and made me kill them for him. The things I do for coke.
I Made Them Drown Each Other
Ice fishing is something my Daddy taught me all about, besides sucking cock and being the perfect huntress; how to cut a hole, and how to seal one up. Well, I’ve found I have an overabundance of worthless breathing bodies in my underground playground, and I’ve decided to be a sick and twisted sadistic bitch in getting rid of these fucking people. I’m going to shuffle them out, three by three, across the ice in the dead of night; there’s no one around here on my Daddy’s neighbor’s land anyway. I figured I’d take them off family property to dispose of these fucking worthless creatures.
The neighbors are old, and never use their lake. I had them watch as I cut the hole. I told them only one would survive, and they had to push each other into the hole.Those filthy animals shoved in the water would be swept away by the current, and drown hypothermically beneath the thick sheet of ice. I laughed as I watched them fight, rubbing my juicy cunt. Plantation owners did similar; Mandingo fights, they called them. I think that racist shit is nasty and I won’t touch it, but I did steal the idea from those fucking genocidal plantation fucks. Watching them fight and struggle for their lives brought me such joy. Again and again, I’d bring three out. Often the champion remained the same.
Finally, when I only had my strongest beasts, I took them out with the help of my trusted accomplice. I had been edging for the entire week I was drowning these rats, and tonight I was going to cum as I watched my little fight ring beat the fuck out of each other and drown their competition. I was a sick bitch. I told them two could survive, so when only two were left, my accomplice shoved them both in the hole. They stared in horror from down in the freezing water as I came while my accomplice sealed up the ice.
I’m a twisted fucking nightmare baby. You got some sick fucking fantasies? You know which Alaskan Witch to ask.
Cannibalism Phone Sex Thanksgiving
I have a secluded cabin in the woods for cannibalism phone sex. Think Wrong Turn sans the inbred rural hillbillies. Every Thanksgiving, I host a special Thanksgiving dinner there. It is just me and several special friends who share my preference for human flesh. I have had a girl in the basement seasoning for a week. When you find the right meal, you grab her. When pretty coeds go missing around my parts, no one finds the remains. Authorities think the girls ran off with a boyfriend or got kidnapped for the sex trade. They never suspect cannibalism because that shit only happens in the movies, right? I entertained a couple this weekend at the cabin for an early Thanksgiving meal. A couple paid me handsomely to taste human flesh. They knew my reputation for girl meat. I eat men too, but girl meat is that tender white meat that makes a succulent meal. My dinner meal had natural hair; natural boobs; she was in good shape with a little meat on her ass and thighs. She had no tattoos and did not appear to tan. Plus, she was under 30 which means she will taste delicious. I like to have my guests help in the meal preparation. Our meal was out of the basement, naked and strapped to a picnic table. Dinner was freshly washed too. Our meal just needed seasoned, tenderized and cooked. We seasoned her with a paprika, pepper, pineapple marinade. When you combine the three ingredients over an open flame, you get a smoky, sweet flavor. This special seasoning absorbs into the skin well when grilled over an open fire. An apple in the mouth, even marinade all over the body and a large shish kabob pole through the meat to tun it evenly and you have a perfect Thanksgiving meal. Smelling her flesh as she grilled was intoxicating. Our meal was once a 5’6 140-pound girl, so there were plenty of leftovers. I carved the remaining meat off the bones and sent them home some leftovers. I have another girl on ice downstairs for Thursday if you want to join me for a meal to die for.
Watching Violent Phone Sex Snuff Flicks
This Thanksgiving, I am thankful for my caller’s most wicked and violent phone sex fantasies. I love being your snuff doll. The darker your mind, they wetter my cunt. I enjoy Gothic Vampire fantasies to violent dismemberment ones and everything in between. It is who I am. Your sick victim. Last night, I was tied up on a long call. Been a while since I had one of those. Cocaine may have been involved (giggles). I am not the party fiend some girls are, but I do enjoy my Mary Jane daily. My caller was doing bumps all night and watching Japanese snuff flicks. I was toking and rubbing my pussy as I imagined I was the victim in each film he described. The Japanese are some sick perverts when it comes to snuff porn. He described one that became a violent force fuck sort of thing. A little Japanese schoolgirl kidnapped on her way home and gang banged and tortured. Scared and alone, she cried for her parents. Her kidnapper shot her arm full of smack to make her more agreeable to what was instore for her. Her captors had her suspended in an X position from rafters in the basement. Her tiny body seemed to float in the air. They whipped her so hard, the flesh tore from her body. As he described the blood and I heard her screams, I got wet. Like drench your panties wet. I wished I were the girl getting the flesh whipped from her body. We watched over 10 snuff flicks together and even he came a bunch of times. The way he described the details of the movies made me wonder if they were staged or real. I hope one day to be a real snuff sex slave maybe even for you.
Thankful for Snuff Sex
I am thankful for snuff sex. I have been hunting for my special thanksgiving meal for weeks and I found her. A natural beauty. College age girl with natural boobs. Natural hair (no dye) and a little meat on her bones. Today, it is rare to find a 20 something girl with no dye in her hair, her own boobs and neither too fat nor too skinny. She was just right. She will taste great with a slow roast over an open flame and the right seasonings. More than enough for just me. I will have to invite some guests over. I enjoy the preparation more than the meal. Some folks hunt deer and use the meat to feed their family for the entire winter. This is the perfect time for a cannibalism phone sex meal. I can separate the organ meat from the limbs and dissect the body in a way to freeze much of the meet. With the world going back on lock down, now is the perfect time to have a bunch of extra meat on hand. Want to hunt with me? I mean, it will become harder and harder to find meat in the stores. And as things shut down, it will become harder to find young girls on the street to kidnap for a meal. So, who wants to come to my place for Thanksgiving and help me prepare this meat I have in the basement? You can have a little fun with her first if you want.
My Snuff Movies Are not PC
My snuff movies have never been politically correct. If you need me to stalk two little negro girls in braids and sweet little ghetto asses, I am so motherfucking down to fuck up some little black pieces of ass.
In front of the camera they will be splayed out and on display for the film rolling to catch all the obscene footage! Look at them so dark and looking like a fucking steak to me. I love when a big racist white man has me gather some sweet little black youngins for him to destroy with his big cock. It was easy enough.
Cheap babysitting gigs on the lower east side. Drop off at a rented apartment never to be seen again. Because we are going to kill these two little bitches and humiliate them in front of a live broadcasting audience.
Dark meat is what’s for dinner! Make sure you marinate tight little fuck holes with blood and lots of cum! I might like human flesh but black girls need more spices!
Come and take a very dark walk with your snuff phone sex whore Jezabel!
Gobble, Gobble
This weekend was our dry run for Thanksgiving. I served up useless bitch two different ways to see which was preferred. Most enjoyed the over roasted but my taste was more for the deep fried. I really enjoyed the crispy crunch of her flawless skin, the juices running down my chin from inside and the taste was amazing. You see, she was this whiny little shit named Marley from next door that I got tired of and decided to end her existence. She fought hard but I fought dirtier. I knocked her stupid ass out with some chloroform, hung her on the rack like an animal, and then started sectioning her out while she was still alive. I cut her arms and legs off first and wrapped them for the freezer. She was barely hanging on at that point so I cut off both of tits. She died watching me toss her tits to the ground like they were nothing. After that I gutted the bitch and then cut the head off. My dogs got a special treat that night-roasted bitch head complete with an apple shoved in her not-so-loud-now mouth. For treats I made intestine cookies for them. I cooked up the thigh sections tonight but I think for Thanksgiving day I will cook up the torso complete with stuffing in her cunt. I can’t wait to carve that bitch up and serve her to my family and friends! Yum!
His Sexy Deviant Goddess for Accomplice phone sex
He loves his sadistic accomplice phone sex lover. I accept his fucking of unwilling dry pussy of women and girls he has kidnapped.
I make sure he gets my wet pussy after.
Tonight he messaged me he had a sweet thing in his basement that he has been forcibly fucking for days now. “It is time to kill her.” he says.
He needs his accomplice. He needs me to come with my thigh highs and boots and tiny little outfit.
He needs my baseball bat and my fist to use upside her head as I crush her skull. My heart is his and his heart is mine.
I watch him cum inside her as I beat her brains in.
Then it’s my turn. I lay across her body and suck her pussy off his cock while looking into his rapist fantasy and murderer eyes.
He is hard for me as he licks the blood and brain matter off my nose and lips. I need him.
Her body still in ropes and cooling under me I lay back so he can kiss down my body and lick my pussy.
I moan for him and arch my back as I play in the blood of the dead one under me.
He rolls me over and tells me to look at her crushed face as he enters me from behind.
I am fucking a man who loves to live out his snuff phone sex fantasies and I cum on his cock as I know he will do it again!