It is almost as much fun as doing it myself. Jacking a couple and then making them torture, mutilate and snuff each other. It was obvious that they were a young new couple. So in love, all starry eyed and kissey faced. It made me sick. Bringing them home my cunt was wet with anticipation. I knew that this would break them in every way and I couldn’t wait. The blood and pain, the wonderful sound of screams and the crack of bones breaking make my blood boil. The first steps, watching as I make him tie her down, degrade her, strip her of her clothes, humiliate her as tears stream down his face and he looks at her as if to apologize. The best is yet to come. I hand him a knife and guide his hand as we make the first cuts. I want to make sure that he doesn’t cut to deep. I want to see the blood but I want the pain to last.. By now he is sobbing uncontrollably. And yet there is so much more. After hours of torture I finally take the knife and make on final cut down the center of her chest and insert his hand into her chest cavity so he can feel the last beats of her heart before I make him commit the final act. The thing that takes me over the edge, watching some one have sex with dead bodies…..oh yes…take me to the darkest corners of my black soul.
Category: Killer phone sex
Slice a Bitch.
Some call me evil. That’s such a pretty world. What I really am is a scavenger. I pluck those less fortunate souls off the street that no one will miss. I started with homeless but they are so pitiful. Then I moved on to the dregs of society. Cheaters, whore, dealers, and criminals. They are the really fun ones because they can never believe that they were caught in my net. I kill them slowly, one piece at a time.
Castration, multilation, asphyxiation are all great fun. You have a grudge against someone who needs to die? Let me share of the wicked things I have done in the past and you can tell me who needs to die. I’ll make your victim call out for mercy from her God, who doesn’t exist.
For even more fun, let’s do a 2 girl call with a submissive slut. She will scream and beg for mercy which makes my pussy so wet. I’ll bet your cock can’t handle it either. https://submissivewhore.com/girls/
Be my blood-soaked accomplice, my bone-breaking Reaper, my cock with spikes and daggers. Once you learn to kill, there will never be a greater thrill ….except maybe fucking the still warm body of the dead.
Snuff Porn Fun: Who Wants to Help This Sick Bitch Make Underground Snuff Porn?
Snuff porn is not just something I watch to get off. It is something I make to get off too. Plenty of sick fucks out there like you, who love a sexy butcher babe with a knife who isn’t afraid to use it. It is no secret I have a low threshold for stupidity, self entitlement and bratty behavior. Sometimes I just kill for the thrill too, but usually your behavior motivates me. Some people look at others and think, “They ought to be in pictures.” I look at people and think, “They ought to be in underground snuff porn.” Just this weekend, I thought that about a bunch of mean school girls. You know the type. Young, bitchy, cock teasing little whores who think the rules don’t apply to them. They tend to congregate at the mall, which I usually avoid like the plague, but it is great hunting ground. I approached the ring leader, asked her if she had ever seen the movie Saw. I was met with attitude immediately. I just explained, I was a movie scout for horror films and one was being cast locally that needed some teen girls, then walked away. Of course that piqued their curiosity and they were back at my dungeon of death for “test shoots.” Offered them roofied drinks, and they woke up on the floor chained, just like in Saw, wondering what the fuck happened. I happened bitches. Camera equipment was all set up, as were a few men to assist me. A have a small male posse who loves to violate young girls and help in their demise. I film the sodomy and pussy torture of the young whores; then they film me dismembering them slowly and painfully. I begin with fingers, nipples, clits, move to hands and feet, then arms and legs… Not sure what turns me on more. The screams of pain from the victim being dismembered with a butcher knife and a chainsaw, or the screams of fear from those watching, awaiting their fate. Want to make snuff movies with a sick bitch?
I get paid to kill
Finally I get PAID to do something I would be doing anyway! One of my guys finally wanted me to kill his cheating wife and I was more than happy to kill that little whore. I can’t stand a bitch who will cheat on her man, I might be fucked up myself but I am loyal so I knew this piece of shit had it coming to her! Her hubby gave me her schedule, I knew exactly where that bitch would be – she really had no chance. I came up behind her in the parking lot, a little smell of this stuff knocks her out good and suddenly she is in my truck on the way to her destiny – death. She’s still passed out when I take her out of the trunk, tie her up and undress her. That’s about the time she woke up screaming, but I just shoved a nice black dildo in her mouth so she could choke on that – since she loves it so much, apparently. She was crying hysterically cuz she knew what was going to happen, and I felt my pussy start to get wetter and wetter knowing what was coming too…
Sex with dead bodies
So I have always wondered about my biological parents so I thought I would try finding them. I did my best to seek them out and I finally got a lead on a pretty little couple at the park. No little ones which was weird. But they were sitting on a bench just talking and looking at little ones run all around them. I decided to approach them and tell them that I was their daughter. When I got there they looked me up and down as I uttered the words out of my sweet mouth. They invited me to their house to talk about this more. They drove a van which was kind of weird since again- it looks like I was an only little one in the family. As I got into the van they immediately started driving. As I reached for my seat belt I looked behind me and there were two girls tied up. I started to panic and then my mom hit me over the head with a bat. I felt my body lay there lifeless and helpless. The car stopped and they got all of us out and tied us up in various parts of a big empty garage. My body finally awakened and I looked around me. “Good morning bitch and no we are not ur parents, haven’t you ever been told don’t talk to strangers ?” I could not get words out, only cries. My snot and tears ran down my face. They made me watch them hurt the blond one. They ripped her to shreds and made her bleed out as they took turns shoving things inside her cunny. The man penetrated her holes with his big cock letting the blood run down his thighs. I guess this is a sport for them. They moved on to the second one. The decapitated her and he began fucking her lifeless mouth filling it up with cum. “You’re next sweet heart.”
Fantasies Can Cum True
He calls on a regular basis. Every time I hear his voice, my blood begins to run hot and my pussy gets wet, I am his Mistress and he is my sub. He needs to be put in his place. Castration, cock and ball torture, whips and chains…..he makes all my rape phone sex fantasies come true. Our last session was particularly violent and evil and our phone time together just didn’t satisfy me. I had to have more. Getting in my car I drove to the address. The car was parked in the driveway and the lights were on. Grabbing my tools and putting on my mask I approached the house. Picking the lock was easy. Once inside the smell of testosterone and masculinity filled my nostrils. I heard the shower and walked toward the bathroom, this was perfect. I opened the door with out a sound and approached the side of the tub and ripped back the shower curtain. There he stood with a soap covered hand full of cock. It took him a second to register what was happening. Just long enough for me to grab that dick and cause him some real pain. Instead of getting soft he got harder, but then I knew that was going to happen, it just had on the phone. Placing a knife to his throat and shoving him against the cold tile of the shower, the cock and ball torture began, for real….fantasies can cum true.
Stupid sluts never learn
As usual this college town never ceases to amaze me. Stupid sluts wandering out at all times of the nights, drunk and stumbling around in their slutty outfits. They’re just asking to get killed! Among other violent and brutal things… I found this college whore passed out drunk next to my car, she was OUT! I almost thought she was already dead, but once I realized she was free game I stuffed her in my car and brought her home. I planned to kill this one slowly, make the pain and suffering last a while. When she woke up I already had her tied up, but not blindfolded. I wanted her to see me cutting her. I want to see her eye wide with fear, and listen to her beg for me to spare her. But she’s no different than any other drunk whore I’ve found before, and she’ll have the same fate of them too. Fucked, used up, tortured and killed…slowly.
Taboo Phone Sex a Murderous Maelstrom
A murderous maelstrom of taboo phone sex compulsions with an evil babysitter. I will engage you with my sultry voice as I work my enchantress magic in hijacking your mind. You will become mesmerized by all that I say and I will make you my accomplice in murderous rape phone sex fantasies. We will join together and perform sexually driven rituals on the sweet innocent victims.
The parents of these sweet young sacrificial offerings have no idea what they signed into when they employed me and signed my contract. A deal with the She-Devil if you will. My ability to give a shit is non-existent and that, my dear brain washed assistant, is what separates me from the rest. I have no conscience in what we do with these fuck dolls, and when I am done playing with them – or rather when your done fucking and penetrating their enticing fuck holes – they become disposable. I will decide on how we snuff the slut out if it hasn’t happened while you took out all your pent up rage on the cum receptacle.
Killer Phone Sex School is in Session
Killer phone sex fun is a given with me. I am a sick bitch with a creative mind. Double trouble is my nickname. My sick world began when I was a little girl. I was sort of the Wednesday Addams of the neighborhood, then grew into the female Ted Bundy. I have never been caught because I am not a crime of passion bitch. I’m OCD about planning my kills. Even as a goth teen babysitter, I was methodical. My babysitting days are behind me. Turns out there are very few brats I like. Most of them are annoying little twat waffles. Whiny, germy, self entitled brats that waste time and energy. One summer, I spent babysitting in the Hamptons. I know what you are thinking. And you are correct. I didn’t fit in and I hated them all. But, my mother was a nanny to a very wealthy family and I went along to help out one summer. The brat in our care was actually pretty cool as far as brats go. Of course she had me as an influence for years. She was friends with this blonde, blue eyed bad seed. Little twat I am sure from the day she was yanked out of her momma’s cunt. Well she made the mistake of stealing from my little brat, bullying her and spreading rumors. Her mother’s way to deal with the devil’s spawn was simply to sever ties. My way was to sever her head.
So, I taught my brat a few moves to render the little twat incapacitated. While playing dolls, my fed up little charge smashed the bad seed’s head against the wall. She got a little carried away, crushed her skull. Eyes popped out of her head, blood splattered everywhere. I had planned to just stuff her little unconscious body in a cooler and give her a burial at sea, which still happened, just had a lot of clean up to do first. I was impressed that my charge had so much strength and anger to bash her nemesis’s head in like she did. I was a proud babysitter that day. There was a lot of blood and sinew to clean up, but it was a teachable moment on crime scene clean up. When the little twat came up missing, no one suspected me or my angelic charge. Not with all the brat molesters in the area. Let’s just say I have kept tabs on my former charge and she has done most excellent work in ridding the Hamptons of its summer trash over the years. I take pride in my tutelage. I can help you become a seasoned killer too. From young to old, I know how to get away with murder.
Torture Phone Sex Fun
She was a bad little bitch in her leather and chains. Leaving her husband at home to set out for an adventure with the bad boys on the rough side of town. She had no idea she would run into me. I saw right through her tough persona right to the innocence that was her true self. Some things just can’t be covered up. It didn’t take me long to convince her that she should come home with me and one of the boys. He has the same desire for torture phone sex as I do and he just loves getting sweet things like this and showing them what real evil sex is all about. We started slow just because we wanted to build up the momentum. We whipped her with a cat of nine whip tearing her flesh and watching her wiggle, scream and bleed for us. That is when I got the cactus off the window ledge. Carefully I broke a piece off and slid it in her oft mouth watching as the spines tore at her tongue and lips. In that moment I knew her cunt would feel the fucking from my prickly plant. I fucked her good with my green dildo. With each brier that stuck in her pussy, my cunt became wetter. I grabbed a large bottle of rubbing alcohol and began to pour it all over her. In her mouth, on her body, and cunt. The pain was to much for her and she passed out. I didn’t let that state stop me. The torture continued till late in the night as she slipped in and out of consciousness.