Category: Killer phone sex

Killer phone sex gets messy but it’s better that way

Killer phone sex Killer phone sex isn’t anything I am ashamed of. In fact, I love how brutal it can get. You know, it was really natural in the role I find myself in. I guess some people would call it a cult, but I just say I have plenty of devoted little sluts who worship me.
They would give their life willingly without any hesitation. There would be nothing to live for without their Queen. It’s fun to collect them. I got to shitty neighborhoods or out in the sticks, and when a doe-eyed dumb bitch gets a load of me, I already have them wrapped around my finger.
If you want a taste of tight little cunt, then you will have to lick mine. And if you make me cum a lot, I will let you have every single one of them. They aren’t total virgins since I use them as my sex slaves, but all of their cherries need to be popped.
But there is one that needs to be put down. The dumb little slut has forgotten her place and has disrespected her Queen. Therefore, off with her fucking head! I want to fuck her to death while the rest of my Snuff sex slaves watch and learn what can happen if they fall out of line. Get your cock bloody and I’ll make sure they suck it clean!

I Make Violent Phone Sex Fantasies Come True

violent phone sexViolent phone sex fantasies I consider in my wheelhouse. As a sexy switch, I cater to all sorts of wicked fantasies. I can be your accomplice, which I prefer, your victim, or even a bad ass bitch who castrates or tortures you. I’m a Jill of all trades. Lately, I’ve been on an accomplice kick. And I plan to ride this as long as I can. It feels good not to be in the hot seat for once.

Billy and I go way back. He filmed me in my earlier films and bondage photo shoots. He called me up out of the blue and asked for a favor. Since he always treated me nicely, I felt obliged to help him. He has a client with a fatal attraction problem. Apparently, the guy can’t keep his dick in his pants, and he fucked a crazy bitch.

Now she’s claiming she’s pregnant and trying to extort him for money. If he doesn’t pay her, she will tell his wife and expose his extra marital activities. This guy makes Elon Musk look like he’s living paycheck to paycheck. Not sure how the guy makes his money. I did not want to know. The less I know about a client the better.

Some Bitches Fuck with the Wrong Man

So, I met with the client to get the details about the gold-digging hooker. I mean, she calls herself a sugar baby, but she’s a hooker. And apparently, she likes to blackmail men. I got all the information I needed about the girl and decided I would make a snuff porn with her.

Billy agreed to help me since he knew the man. Again, I don’t know all the information, and I like it that way. But I think Billy helped this client make problems disappear in the past. And I liked the idea of making a snuff movie with him when I was not the star.

She seemed easy to kidnap. But I don’t think she’s pregnant. I found her in a bar drinking a margarita with what appeared to be some other hookers. Excuse me, sugar babies. So, I posed as a fellow sugar baby, and I crashed their little get together. And nobody seemed to mind since I bought several rounds of drinks. Although they all seemed intoxicated, I just had my eye on one bitch. I gave her a ride home. Or at least that’s what she thought. But instead, I took her to Billy’s dungeon where he waited for the star of his next picture to arrive.

I Make Problems Go Away For Men Like You

She couldn’t fight because of how drunk she seemed. And I may have slipped her a little roofie too. We strapped her down to a sawhorse, and we tortured the bitch. Pure torture sex. We carved her up and we sexually mutilated her too. I’m talking we sliced off her nipples, stabbed her cunt and I carved gold digger into her chest. This bitch screamed bloody murder and kept asking why me why me. So, I told her. She blackmailed the wrong man. And I made sure she knew that her actions brought her to us.

I played with her for several hours while Billy filmed it. We can profit off her death. He can sell the homemade snuff flick. Plus, the client paid me very well to get rid of his problem. And I’m sharing that money with Billy since he served as my accomplice. And he deserved a finder’s fee anyway. He recommended me for the job.

I enjoyed torturing this bitch, carving her up and causing so much bodily harm and pain too. She gives gold diggers like me a bad name. I’ve worked hard for my money. And I’ve done a lot of things that I don’t like for money too.

But in this world, you need to hustle. I’ve never relied on anybody else to pay my bills. So, these young bitches need to know that they’re not too good to work. Sure, I take money from men, but I work for it like I did killing this bitch. If you have a problem you need to get rid of I think I can likely help you too.

Teen Rape Porn Starring Yours Truly, Homecoming Whore & My School Girl Crush

Teen Rape Porn

I always wanted to star in movies. I never knew the type of movies I would don the leading role in would be Teen Rape Porn flicks. This pussy got murdered by my school girl Crush. I guess everyone really does want a shot at the fucking homecoming queen.  Almost positive, I have fulfilled quite a few rape fantasies. I think I just must have the look that says open my holes with your fat cock, and abuse them. Hard.

This time of year always brings out the bonfire parties. My brothers are both In College, and they come home on weekends every so often. Our parents went on some resort vacation, to have alone time and asked If I would stop by and feed their dog while they were gone.

I was letting out little girl, when My Brothers Jeep Comes Flying in the drive. I just shook my head because they are total fucking idiots. Typical jocks. That’s when The keg rolls out the back, and enough Liquor to fuck our whole small town up.

“What’s going on, what are you 2 doing home?” I puzzled.

” We are having a house party While mom and dad are gone, and you aren’t gonna say a word. You Know why?”  Paul said cocky as ever.

” Why Wouldn’t I say anything to mom and dad?” I sassed back.

Dylan chimed in ” Because baby sis, Ronnie Sandusky is gonna be there, and you’ve had a crush on him since you were flat as a board.”

Ughhh, both my brothers give me the fucking ick. 

Ronnie Sandusky, however was a fucking dream. Tall as fuck, dark eyes. Just so sexy. This pussy has masturbated thinking about him since I was young. I would get so wet, just hearing him speak. I remember leaving class to go diddle my pussy once because he stood so close to me I could smell his cologne.

Flash forward to that Friday night. The party was on and poppin’. My dickhead brothers were drunk before it even really got started. I was drinking a beer when I saw Ronnie. Next thing you know Dyl is talking to him and pointing at me.

I was so fucking embarrassed.

Dyl screams ” Tell him you’ve like him since before you had tits” in front of everyone.

I sank down in my lawn chair, and finished my beer by the fire. Thinking to myself : He would never fucking talk to me now, If I ever had a chance my fucking brother Ruined it.

“Faith?”

Turning my head ” Yes?” I stammered.

“Hey Girl, been a while….” Ronnie said, his words poured over me like honey.

We drank and talked all night into the wee hours of the morning. His hands gripped my thighs, and I couldn’t believe this was happening. He was so Nice and sweeter than I remember. We decided we would go back to his house since my parents place was trashed and I was not about to help my brothers with their bullshit.

Back at Ronnies I was buzzed and he got me another drink. I was nervous so I just chugged it. We started kissing and making out on his couch, His hands rushed all over me I start. Squeezing my tits hard, and grabbing my pussy through my pants. Then, I Started feeling really dizzy. Ronnie yanked at My shirt and snatched my jeans down. Inside I was begging for him to stop. Inside I was fighting him.

In all reality, I wasn’t able to really speak. I was just so tired. The last thing I remember was the camera’s little red record light coming on.

~to be continued~

 

Melt Your Brain With This Bloody Roleplay

Mutilation Phone Sex

Mutilation phone sex always gets my demented pussy off. One Of My favorite Roleplays is when I drag a sweet church going conservative barbie bitch to my house in the woods. Shes young and has a sexy tight body, her big blue eyes are the first things I pluck out of her face. I have her chained to a metal chair as I cut out here pretty eyes and sew them shut. Next I cut out her tongue and sew her mouth shut. I seal it with super glue let the bitch die from thirst and starvation. I laugh at her and pull out a dildo I glued nails to and shove it up her virgin pussy hole. Her muffled screams get my pussy off.

Murder Phone Sex fantasies

Her young bald little pussy is split open and in shreds as I fuck her bloody hole. I grab her small a cup tits and cut off her nipples and eat them whole. I love the meaty taste in my mouth. I moan and laugh at her slapping her in the face hard enough to leave a mark. Yes these mutilation phone sex fantasies make my evil pussy so wet I can feel my juices soaking my black thong.

Mutilation Phone Sex Adds Mayhem to your Mundane Life

Mutilation Phone Sex

The Things we do to make ourselves feel alive. Be them Dark and Depraved, they serve purpose. The shock and awe of Mutilation Phone Sex Calls, send me reeling on a high that is anything but synthetic. Jamie has been calling every week for a month now.  I’ve been a victim all my life, and he found solace in that.

It started off as a call like any other, He wanted to fuck my little teen dream twat and then, he wanted me dead. A Bloody scene we both created. Trading pokes, and stabs with blades of all kinds. We mirrored one another. The only difference was the tool we fancied to get the job done.

Both of us immensely turned on by the idea of causing the other pain. My cunt throbbed and grew slick with each and every pass of My blade on his skin. Laying him open, the sight of the blood. Made me ache.

See, Jamie. He liked playing with a big knife, large seratted blade that would tear my skin open, and it would chew and force my blood let. I, however chose a tiny, thin little razor to do my bidding. The quick slit, sting and burn of it coaxed that sweet crimson drip from his skin.

I’ve Never Been Squeamish

We violently mutilated one another. Thick slippery metallic tinges of red covered our flesh. So many little nicks, cuts and stabs. Both Feral, and so enamored with what we were doing. Primal is the perfect way to describe how we fucked.

A Mirror surrounded the bath tub in which we played. Skin covered in blood and plasma. We could admire the artwork we had marked the other with. His quivering cock slid deep into me from behind. I came within minutes. It was Dark, twisted and fucking sensual. No longer a want, it was a need.

Jamie’s cock anchored deep in my cunt. Thrashing deep, and knocking against My G-spot. I came again and again on him.  His hands slid over my throat, trying to grip to choke me. I watched in the mirror as he took me. Jamie was taking my essence. He fucked and fucked hard. Finally filling me with his cum.

Both of us staring wildly at the bloody Messes we created

But then again,

Monsters aren’t under the bed anymore, They are in the Mirror

Lets Make A Teen Rape Porn Snuff Film!

Teen Rape Porn

Teen rape porn always makes my sadistic pussy so wet. Oh and you know I only get off to that nasty snuff phone sex so why don’t i just make my own murder phone sex fantasies with this stupid little blond bitch. This blond prom queen got my little brother into trouble and now she will pay. I tied her down on the dirty mattress her small A cup tits were perky and pink nipples were tight. Her bald pink pussy actually looked so sweet and tight. I smiled running my knife down her throat and laughing telling her how fun it was going to be to fuck and torture her stupid blond body.

 

Snuff Phone Sex

She screamed as i rammed my black twelve inch long two inch this strap-on in her virgin pussy. I tore through her Hyman and was enjoying fucking her tight little cunt and telling her i would see her in hell. I slowly did a y incision on her chest and spread her open. I loved watching the light in her eyes dim. Snuff sex was the best. All my clients love teen rape porn and now I made one they know is sick and twisted like they are.

Snuff Sex is Easier to Get Away with During Halloween

snuff sexSnuff sex occurs more during the Halloween season than any other time of the year. Personally, I feel like I become bolder during the Halloween season in my kills. This time of year, it’s not unusual to see a person dressed up in some sort of costume. And that makes it easier to stab somebody in broad daylight.

I never act that brazen because I want to fly under the radar like I have for so many years. But it means I can be sloppier and kidnap somebody or stab them in a crowd instead of my kill shack or dungeon. I’m lucky I have a couple different places where I can kill with lots of wildlife around to help me dispose of the body. I think that’s what makes me unique as a stone cold killer; I never leave a body to be found.

This college bar hosted an early Halloween costume party. As a Goth girl I don’t go to college bars. Well, I don’t go to college bars, unless I have murder on my mind. College girls I like to torture. And most of them have it coming because of their insipid behavior and self-entitled actions.

To blend in, I dressed up as Ghost Face the killer from the Scream movies. I needed to hide my face. Plus, with my face covered, people would believe I belonged in a college bar. The place looked packed and stupid cunts appeared everywhere.

Killing in Public Becomes Easier During Halloween Season

But who my first kill would be seemed easy. This twat, for no reason, tossed her drink on me and started calling me names. Perhaps she confused me for somebody else. But either way her behavior seemed appalling to me. But then all young girls’ behavior seems rather appalling to me nowadays.

So, the dumb bitch throws a drink on me. Start a fight with me. And then demand that I buy her a drink because she wasted hers. Bitch, please. I didn’t touch you. I didn’t touch your drink. That’s on you. But she wanted to keep on going at it. So, I suggested we take it outside.

And when that didn’t work, I decided to make a bloody phone sex scene. I took out my knife, and I stabbed her right in the stomach, pulling the knife up, essentially leaving a huge slit in her stomach for her entrails to fall out. And people saw it, but they seemed so drunk and in their own zone, they thought I staged a Halloween prank. And nobody came to help her.

They let her bleed out on the floor. And they cheered me on. It’s like I had 1000 accomplices shoved into one bar. Because of that, I did not need to immediately bolt. Still, nobody knew who I was. If I suddenly fled the scene that might draw suspicion, so I hung around. Drank a few stale beers. And watched people step over my victim as she laid dying on the floor.

Perhaps, I Can Teach You How to Kill Boldly and Get Away with It Too

I watched people congratulate her on a great Halloween prank. But the prank was on everybody in that bar because I killed a bitch in front of them all and they didn’t believe it. I told you college boys and girls live in their own world. As the night went on, the place became more crowded, and I think people forgot about the prank. They walked all over the dead girl.

But it made the news the next night. This college bar had no camera so that went well for me. All anybody could say if the police questioned them would be that somebody in a Scream costume did the deed. But they wouldn’t even know my gender. Or my race. So, I got away with it.

I’m highly skilled when it comes to murder. I can do it in private or in public and still get away with it. Since I knew it would be a snuff porn night, I used this old car with fake plates not registered to me that no one even knows I own because I keep it hidden. It’s my killmobile. But even if cameras caught me in the parking lot, they wouldn’t be able to see my face or find my car. I think of everything. And I can teach you how to kill boldly and avoid detection too.

Taboo Phone Sex Accomplices Can Be Women Too

taboo phone sexAs a taboo phone sex whore, I get all sorts of requests from folks needing an accomplice. I can torture somebody, kidnap somebody, even snuff somebody for you. However, most of my clients seem to be men who just need something young to fuck or maybe they need an ex murdered. But over the weekend, a sexy mature blonde hired me. A very rich socialite with a very real problem. And she thought I could help eradicate her problem.

I told her she came to the right place. Kelley started an affair with a much younger guy. Not illegal young, but barely legal young. Apparently, he was part of the catering crew her husband hired for a fancy political fundraiser held in their home a few months ago. She thought the boy understood they would only fuck once.

As a married socialite, it could never come out that she engaged in an affair with such a younger man. According to her, it’s not about the money. She earns her own money as a CEO of a beauty company. Her reputation and her brand seemed on the line if this came out. The boy started blackmailing her. Extorting her for cash to keep their dirty little secret.

Women Can Hire Me for Murder Too

She came to me for advice. Killer phone sex did not appear on her mind. However, I told her the only way to deal with extortion would be murder. Otherwise, you give him 10 grand now and a week later he wants 50 grand. It won’t stop until she’s bankrupt. I asked her a few questions and gave her some options. But I also told her the best option would be to kill the boy. And for the right fee, I would take care of all of that for her. Keep her hands clean.

I did something I never do. I fucked my client. I’m bisexual and she’s fucking hot so I didn’t see a problem. It didn’t cloud my judgment about what needed to be done. So, after I fucked her, I set a honey trap for her boy toy extortionist.

And he walked right into my trap because apparently, he’s a sucker for rich mature women. I think the sex for him he considers bonus. He planned all along to extort her for money. So, I posed as a sexy, sophisticated and very rich, socialite, and of course he took the bait.

I wore black wig and glasses to obscure my face from any cameras in the bar. And I let that boy think he picked me up. We went back to his place and as I rode his young barely legal 19-year-old throbbing cock, I put my hands around his throat to choke him out.

Sometimes, When I Kill a Boy I Think of All the Men Who Wronged Me

 I drugged him enough to make it too hard for him to fight me back. And I looked him straight in the eyes as he took his last breath. And that’s intoxicating to me. To me, that boy represented a lot of men from my past who tried to extort and blackmail me into submission.

Although I felt like he wasted his talent because he could’ve been a male escort and made money fucking older women without resorting to criminal behavior. But I did not feel bad over killing him. Your actions have consequences. And blackmailing a super-rich MILF came with the consequence of losing his life. He deserved a snuff sex death. He deserved to die at the hands of a woman he planned on extorting in the future. I saw through his flirtatious behavior. I’ve seen that look in men’s eyes all my life. Men look at women like their playthings.  Well, I made it look like a solo erotic asphyxiation encounter gone wrong.

Once I completed the job, I paid Kelly a visit and we fucked again. I took her money, but I won’t blackmail her, and she won’t blackmail me. However, I do think we’ll keep on fucking. She has a banging body and a velvet tongue. And a touch of evil inside of her too. And that makes her fucking hot to me.

Lovely kidnapping phone sex

Kidnapping phone sex

 

The kidnapping phone sex I just had literally made me squirt everywhere. Ah just being so naught and hearing their tortures screams as we make out and put our victim in an even more pain. Completely tied up, and using his ex-wife like a rug.

Grabbing her and throwing her in the truck was so easy, and she was sooo drunk. Well, it was perfect because this would be her last time harassing everyone. Maybe a nice, good kidnapping and with torture will bring her back down to earth.  With a nice hit right to her fucking stomach.

While we cover her face in our spit and cum. Pissing on her and treating her like a pathetic worthless bitch that she is. She looked better with cuts all over her anyways, and her screams kept making my pussy throb. Just having to bend over and take his cock right there. In front of his kidnapped ex-wife, tied up and tortured. He held my cunt right at her face and make me squirt all over her.

It was going to be so much fun tormenting her especially since no one will go looking for her.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Helps Expel Our Rage

murder phone sex fantasiesMurder phone sex fantasies can come true. But you need the right accomplice. And although I prefer to kill alone, I’m feeling generous this October. And I’ve done something new with my 31 kills of October. Tony needed my help. And he paid for my help too. So, I thought why not. I can profit off something I planned on doing anyway.

Tony seemed filled with rage. And I knew it might be a bit risky to collaborate with a powder keg like him. He seemed like Michael Douglas in that 80s movie Falling Down. I think he might have been just one person shy of a total meltdown. Like if he ordered a hotdog with ketchup and he got a hotdog with mustard instead, I think would kill over the mistake. But I made sure he knew that I would not hesitate to kill him too if he tried anything with me.

Tony did not know who he wanted to kill. No one person in mind. He just wanted to experience the thrill of murder. Plus, I think years of neglect from women exasperated his rage. But he needed me to reign in his terror. Without me, he might’ve killed an innocent woman just to get out his frustrations. And I understand being outraged and sexually frustrated. I’ve been a killing machine since my teen years.

But if you want to avoid prison, you need self-control. That’s how people get caught. They kill in a frenzy and leave DNA behind. Hence why men like Tony and you need a seasoned accomplice phone sex partner.

Sometimes, It Feels Cathartic to Take Your Rage Out on a Bitch

I decided to teach Tony, how to kill undetected. And he seemed eager to learn. We picked this girl who threw a drink on him last week when he asked her to dance. I mean, I found that a hardcore response. And this might seem odd coming from me, but I would never waste a perfectly good drink on a guy just because he asked me out. A simple no would have sufficed.

We focused on her. He wanted revenge. Since this girl already rejected Tony once, I lured her away. But I had to use chloroform halfway to meet Tony. She started to realize I meant her harm. I wanted to torture the bitch. Make her pain last.

But as soon as I got her into the kill shack, where Tony waited for us, he grabbed one of my knives and started stabbing her frantically. Blood splattered everywhere. And I wanted to participate, but at this point, I just sat back and let him take out his rage on her. Clearly, he had a lot more pent-up rage than I ever could’ve imagined. Seriously, he went wild animal on this bitch. Turned my kill shack into a bloody shack. However, since it is Halloween month, I decided to leave some of the blood there.

Men Need Me as Their Accomplice to Keep Them Safe

Although not a satisfying kill for me, he needed to get out his rage. But I made sure not to leave any of my DNA there. One of the reasons I held back. That kind of frenzied kill feels good, but it leads to a lot of mistakes too. He wouldn’t need to worry about DNA not in my kill shack that nobody even knows exist.

No body no proof. I fed her carcass to the wild animals out back. And I cleaned up the floors. He enjoyed the kill. It felt cathartic to him to expel that kind of rage. To make a snuff porn with a girl who wronged him. Did I mention he fucked her dead body too? Hey, if you enjoy necrophilia, I don’t judge.

When he paid me, he joked that I seemed cheaper than years of therapy. And that’s true. Sometimes you just need to get your rage out. And when you do, I can help keep you protected.