Category: Killer phone sex

Killer of Tortured Souls For Cock Cream

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Yes, I do a service, Little souls that are already tortured by life deserve a purpose. Just so happens to be that I need to be getting your cock cream by killing them and making it last a little while. The older they are the more pain they can endure.  The little ones are good for a good ass and pussy tear and then they are gone… too much blood and no more screams. The older street whores can take much more pain. They last longer for the dismemberment.  Blank faces as they already are meeting the maker of souls.  I do love to sacrifice them for me who have all the power in the world. Men who run dark underground things. I have been right there when virgin sacrifices happen. It is not my fault that I have three homeless littles waiting in the blood moon… Hell, every full moon is the blood moon. Pop a littles cunt, ass and mouth and destroy her or him, with me. Let that cock cream free!

Cut Me, Fuck Me

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You have me laying in front of you, accessing my body  the ideas of what you could do to me is rushing in your mind. I can see your cock twitch every time one of your little evil ideas excites you. Finally after a long time of leaving me in suspension you command me to spread my legs, as you pick up a butchers knife. You get between my legs and start to slide it’s sharp edge up into my pussy. It cuts and I can’t help me start to scream as the pain radiates all over my body, I feel you start to twist it, rotating it around and around like a corkscrew as it enters further inside me. Then in one quick motion you pull it out, I can audibly hear a slicing sound the pain is almost blinding now. I feel you get on top of me and slide your cock into the gaping mess that used to be my pussy. Your hot cock adds a stinging sensation on top of the pain as you fuck me fast in hard, when you stop you pull you cock out and I see it covered in my blood, as you start to jerk it over me until your blow you load all over my tits and face. At that moment everything for me goes black.

Beautiful Nightmare

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Most women when they think about being taken and molested, tortured and eventually killed they think it would be the worst thing to happen to them. They neglect the beauty of a woman exposed, and defenseless. The beauty of the fear knowing that your end would be coming soon. Your murderer is your savior, your molester could truly be your one true love who takes his man meat to purify you before sending you to your maker. Call me crazy but that would be a dream come true, a real beautiful nightmare. I would never take for granted the time and effect my torturer would put into making a masterpiece. I welcome my fate if I am ever so blessed to be chosen to meet such a beautiful demise.

Snuff Porn Auction

snuff pornI was bought for snuff porn along with several other women. Not sure how I found myself there. Last thing I knew, I was having drinks with a guy at a bar. Then I was with a bunch of other scared women in a warehouse with a bunch of strange men calling the shots. I asked if this was some sort of sex trafficking outfit. One guy laughed and said I was too old for sex trafficking. No one would pay for my fuck holes. He added that they would, however, pay to kill me.  Think of those Hostel movies. That was what this was. Men were bidding to kill me and the other women in the room. I watched as women were bought and murdered in front of me. I thought we would go to private rooms or something, but they killed each woman as she was bought. It was brutal and terrifying. Girls were stabbed, cut and mutilated on a stage in a horrific and violent fashion. Guys in the crowd egged them on. I knew I would be dead soon too. When it was my turn, I resisted and got punched and collared. A guy half my age bought the privilege to murder me for $5,000. That was all my life was worth. The crowd cheered for my executioner to kill me. I was stabbed several times before my throat was slit. The last thing I heard was cheers for my snuff sex death.

La petite mort

 

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That orgasmic la petite tort moment after the kill drives me to do darker and nastier things than I ever did before. I love soaking in the corpse and blood of my kills. I need this near-death experience of orgasm over and over again. Only pain can get my pussy off anymore. I think you are the same way my tall dark drink of water! You seek pain and murder of sluts and whores and young ones, because let’s face it it is the only thing that gets your Cock hard as fuck anymore! I gladly bring you porcelain pale young women and those brats to make you cum! Tonight I have a pregnant slut for you and I will do things to her that will make you question my sanity. My pussy is wet and my lust for the flesh has become dark and bloody!violent phone sex

Fucking sluts up

torture sex I love ruining her cunt and hearing her scream and yell for help. Master is coming soon, and he’s going to destroy you twice as bad. Torture sex is the best for us. We are Bonnie and Clyde together. We are evil and love to fuck things up. We have no problem making you take your last breath. You are blue in the face and gasping. I am laughing my ass off, and you are watching your life flash before your eyes. I love scouting girls from campus they are so gullible and willing to be fucked for some coke and molly. I lure them in and work my charm. Master isn’t too far behind ready to fuck your holes and leave you for dead.

I can be twisted 4 u

snuff sexYou told me snuff sex is the only thing that makes your cock grow. I laugh and think you are so kidding. I see the look in your eye and know you aren’t fibbing one bit. I have grown to be your fuck slut and will do whatever you need so you can cum nonstop. My perfect cunt gets ruined each time you have your fun. You want me to keep bleeding and keep being tortured. I won’t ever let you down again. I will do whatever it takes to keep that cock growing and ready to combust. I will forever be your victim, slut. Use me and abuse me. I know that is the only thing I am perfect for in your eyes.

Snuff Phone Sex: I Should Be a Mortician

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is what gets my cunt wet. Dripping wet. I am not a romantic girl. I don’t cuddle. I do fuck, however. I met this man on Tinder. He seemed perfect. He is a mortician. I mean how could someone who works with dead bodies be a spooner? I was not expecting him to be sappy. He was an over the moon romantic. I had to get rid of him. Yeah, I am that bitch. I killed the mortician. We fucked in his mortuary on a table where he embalms cadavers and the mother fucker tried to spoon and cuddle with me. I grabbed a syringe of something and jammed it in his neck. He started convulsing and died quickly. Me bad. I was hoping just to numb him. I killed him but his cock was still hard. I am not against sex with dead bodies. In fact, I prefer it. When you kill a guy quickly enough and at the right time, his cock is still hard enough to fuck. Warm enough too. I love a hard cock. I enjoy fucking just not the romantic shit. I shoved his body into the crematorium and disposed of his body quickly. I think I need to become a mortician. They have the perfect tools for snuff.

Fantasy Phone Sex Death

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I love a dark fantasy phone sex role play. I have this one fuck buddy I met on Tinder. We get together, get high and fuck. It is a perfect relationship for me. I don’t have many fuck buddies who will get high with me. I told him this vampire fantasy I have, which I think I got from watching too much True Blood lol. He had a surprise for me. He had the most realistic vampire teeth when I met him. I did a line of coke and planned on giving him head, but he bit my neck. He bit me so hard, I felt blood running down my neck. It was hot as fuck. The smell and taste of blood is hot and sweet. My blood was running over the head of his cock as I polished his knob. He enjoyed my crimson red blood on the head of his throbbing cock. What was fantasy sex quickly turned into snuff sex as more and more of my blood poured from the wound on my neck. I soon realized I was sucking my last cock. The little bite was actually a deep puncture wound on a major artery. I was dulled from the pain initially because of the coke. I felt myself getting weaker and fainter the more the blood poured down my neck. He could turn me or kill me. Of course, he killed me. I am a worthless whore.

Young Victim To Sadistic Snuff PHone Sex Accomplice

snuff phone sexMy snuff phone sex is straight out of horror films. I never got off to regular sex. When I was opened up By our neighbor who was on one of those offender lists I fucking loved it. I loved how he took my body and enticed me with candy and toys. How he used his small dick to penetrate me for the first time. Little girls were the only thing that he could feel with that dick.

He was kind of upset that I didn’t fight him too much. When he was done he told me to shower, only I didn’t, I went to the garage and took his chainsaw and started it up. When Pervert Tom The neighbor came to see what was going on I sliced his leg off with that big chain saw. He screamed bloody murder, haha! And then I took a filet knife I had stolen from the kitchen and jumped on him with my tiny body and sliced his dick off with one swift cut. He bled out crying and asking forgiveness. The look in his eyes when I said I wasn’t punishing him was priceless. I just really wanted an excuse to cut a mans dick off!