Category: Killer phone sex

Home Invasion Phone Sex with Layla Loving Her Space Invaded

Home Invasion Phone SexThe door swings open and I freeze, already trembling. Home invasion phone sex had always been my favorite, but this time it felt sharper, rougher, exactly what I craved.

He steps in, smirking, eyes scanning me like I’m property he can claim at any second. “You’ve been waiting for me, haven’t you?” he says.

“Yes,” I whisper, dropping to my knees instantly, because this is what I’m good at and I don’t fight it anymore.

He laughs, low and dangerous, and grabs my hair, tilting my face toward him. “You really will let me do whatever I want, won’t you?”

“Yes,” I gasp, trembling. “Anything.”

He enjoys it… the way I lean into him, the way I give up control, letting him see exactly how much I want to be taken advantage of. Every gasp, every whimper, every shiver is proof I belong here, in this chaos, in his hands.

“Look at you,” he says, shaking his head. “So greedy, so weak… and you love it.”

“Yes,” I whisper. “I love it. Don’t stop.”

He smirks and keeps me on my knees, laughing softly as I stay there, marked and trembling, desperate for more. I let him guide me, humiliate me, push me, and I lean into it because this is what I want… even if I shouldn’t.

Scared but enticed, I’m gasping, flushed, and completely used. I stay kneeling, quiet and grateful, letting him enjoy exactly what he’s taken.

I don’t need to be special. I don’t need to be cared for. I just need this… the control, the roughness, the feeling of being consumed.

And as long as I stay like this… helpless, greedy, and obedient… I don’t lose a thing.

Snuff Movies are Fucking Hot, Wanna Die for me?

Snuff MoviesSnuff Movies are the ultimate taboo thing that gets this teen pussy off hard. Growing up I watched Faces of death with my Daddy, It was an old set of movies that My Grandpa Showed him. I remember getting excited watching a horse quarter a man. My Little cunny just flooded, and I got so warm and tingly. The Bloodier and gorier the better.

I’m a Total Gore Whore

Even watching autopsies and gory medical procedures excites me. That cold dead slab of skin on a table, all settled with rigor mortis makes me crave to feel an Ice cold cadaver cock inside my warm wet cunt. I remember this one scene in the Faces of death movie that I watched on replay. It was this man all strapped down, restrained to a table. His Limbs were splayed out, and tied or chained to a table. He was groaning and pleading.  That made me wet, hearing him whine and beg.

Then from off screen this big guy appears wearing a gas mask. He is holding a hacksaw. The sun glints off the little blade. You see him walk up to the head of the table and knock the shit out of the guy. Blood splatters from his mouth, and he is just drooling bloody spit from the corners of his mouth. Masked guy starts sawing up at the restrained guys bicep. His moans turn to screams as he saws away at his flesh.

My eyes wide and never blinking

The masked man repeated sawing away at each limb, leaving uneven bloody stumps, that resembled chopped hamburger meat. He was still talking and pleading as he sawed his final limb off. My hand was deep in my panties at this point. Just when I thought it was over I notice that his cock is hard. Then the masked man re appears and grabs the mans hair, and starts hack sawing his head off.

I finger fucked myself so much watching that. I remember the playback button having the emblem wore off from how many times I replayed that one scene. I would have loved to ride his hard dick as the light went dim in his eyes.

Snuff Sex with your young one

Snuff Sex on a Sunday morning does not sound too bad, fuck your daughter’s cunt daddy and fuck it good, A kinky teen freak that loves to cream on daddy’s cock, Daddy is a sick twisted pedophile that enjoys molesting both of his little ones, Snuff sex

His baby girl’s sweet pussy keeps him hard as a rock, the smell of it makes him leak precum. Daddy loves to force her to take his thick dick in all holes, smelling her arm pits as he takes her pussy. Fucking her missionary and smelling her toes drives him wild, as of lately he has been choking her while forcing her to take his cock, sometimes with his bare hand’s other times with a belt or tie, the last time he used a tie he went a little too far and she passed out. 

 He was able to bring her back, can’t say the same for his tranny daughter, Daddy was deep  in her boy pussy, big hands wrapped around her throat squeezing ever so tightly, every stroke his grip got tighter and she fought harder, which only excited daddy even more, His strong hands squeezed her larynx to the point she couldn’t breathe. 

 She fought until she had no fight left, and her body went limp in daddy’s arms. Needless to say, that didn’t stop him, he fucked her little lifeless body until he came deep inside her corpse. It’s only a matter of time before he offs his sweet youngest daughter because sex with dead bodies turn him on so much.

Snuff Sex is the Perfect Christmas Gift

snuff sexI’m all about a snuff sex Christmas. Let’s just say that I think a few folks do not deserve to be alive on Christmas Day. Perhaps you could consider me an evil Santa Claus. But in my mind, I’m helping society. I’m making the world a better place. One of my favorite things to do this time of year involves porch pirates. I’m sure you’re familiar with the term. Losers who decide to steal other people’s packages for Christmas. I consider them to be the grinches or the scrooges not me.

My local news reported a porch pirate ring, but I knew there had to be a ringleader. If I cut the head off the snake, the rest becomes useless. So, I set up a trap to be able to catch who’s pulling the strings. And the trap turned out to be easy. I just ordered myself a bunch of Amazon shit and left it on the porch. I hid my ring in a non-obvious place to be able to catch the culprit without the culprit knowing that I caught him or her on camera.

And once I caught this bitch, she became a snitch immediately. Pissed herself too, so I killed her. I got what I needed from her. And I gave the wildlife behind my house a holiday meal. Her mother-in-law turned out to be the leader. She couldn’t wait to give her up. A middle-class woman who lives in a nice neighborhood does not need to be stealing packages or running a small crew of porch pirates. She’s killing the Christmas spirit not me. So, I thought she deserved some killer phone sex.

I’m The Grinch Who Saved Christmas

I lured her way almost as easily as I did her daughter-in-law. But this bitch did not receive a quick death. She didn’t deserve it. This bitch did not need to steal other people’s presents. Plus, according to the dead daughter-in-law, she blackmailed everybody in her family into doing her dirty work. So, she deserved a slow, torturous death. And I consider that my specialty.

I’m sure that bitch and her family consider me the Grinch who stole Christmas. But everybody else knows the real Grinch was her. I carved her up like a Christmas turkey. First, I carved porch pirate across her chest, slicing off her nipples too. Then I plunged the knife into her belly button. If you do it just right, you can watch them attempt to keep their insides from spilling out of the open wound.

I made sure this bitch knew what she stood trial for. And why I prolonged her agony. Her actions had consequences. All actions have consequences. And her consequence left her gutted like a pig. I loved watching her take her final breath and every labored breath before that last one too. I may be a statistic phone sex bitch, but I’m the Grinch that saved Christmas. Just nobody will know that but us.

Castration Phone Sex Games Can Get Wild!

Castration Phone Sex

Castration phone sex games are so much fun! I love tying up a submissive man and telling him how much i’m going to torture his cock. I start off by wrapping a thin twine of rope around the base of his cock and tie up his balls nice and tight making the bulge out. When I pull the rope tight his balls turn a deep purple color and I laugh at him as he moans in pain. I mock him and ask if he’s tired of these castration phone sex games and give his cock another strong tug. Then I gently run the tip of my knife up his cock and laugh at him evilly.

Knife Play Phone Sex

I bite the bottom of my lips as the first small drop of blood trickles down my knife. I whisper to him that I’m Going to do a knife phone sex game as I start to cut away his cock and giggle as he whimpers. when its cut away I pull off His balls with a twist and a yank. Then I close the wound with a red hot blade making his skin sizzle and seal. I tell him he’s a bitch and I’m going to make him eat his sausage and balls tonight. I laugh as i leave him tied up to the bed.

Killer Phone Sex because Santa Slays

Killer Phone SexI’m really getting into killer phone sex. It was bound to happen, you get tired of being the virginal Vixen Victim, all your life. I have been having this sick fantasy about Santa ever since I finished my Christmas Shopping and saw the sexiest Santa I’ve ever seen. My panties were splashed with my twisted little cunnies juices.

What if Santa came down the Chimney and Fulfilled all the Rape Fantasies of girls like me? The Santa I saw was tall as fuck, and muscular and had this scary, stern and strict persona. It made me fantasize about him holding me down, and forcing my cunt open with his big ole candy cane. After he fucked me silly, he invited me to finish the night out on his sleigh, rewarding my efforts to satisfy him, by giving me an actual candy cane to suck on. I sucked it sharp and pointy.

We went from house to house force fucking little fuck sluts, and making their pussies squirt. At one house though, we ran into a snarky little bitch. You know the kind, acts like the world owes them everything. I told Santa that I wanted him to fuck her really hard, give her an attitude adjustment. He said he had a better idea, and told me that while he was fucking her, I should come up and snuff her out. The idea of it all made me so horny and excited. I thought of bashing her over the head while he fucked into her. No that wouldn’t work. Maybe I could strangle the life out of her with the Christmas lights?

…..That didn’t appeal to my Inner Christmas Killer either

Santa fucked her hard and fast, drilling his North Pole so Deep in her little complaining cunt. Fucking and fucking stead fast. Then it Dawned on me. I took my sharp candy cane from my mouth and began stabbing the shit out of her throat. That jugular was something, the way her warm red blood jutted out, and spurted all over me and Santa. I kept Stabbing almost perforating her fucking head. I think I could have pulled it from her body.

Santa came down more than the chimney that night, He also cummed in a naughty little Christmas cadaver!

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies are What Men Think About Over the Holidays

killer phone sexFor whatever reason, men look at me and think I’m perfect for killer phone sex. Perhaps it’s because I’m a druggie whore. Or maybe it’s just that I look like the sort of all American soccer mom. But don’t judge a book by its cover. Although I am a soccer mom and a suburban housewife, I harbor dark fantasies and kinky desires.

With the holidays approaching, I need more cocaine than normal to make it through my sons and their friends three wee school break. So, I planned to hoard coke or cash to buy coke with. Instead of 12 days of Christmas, it’s 12 days of Cocaine. Every day for 12 days I’m putting my life on the line with snuff sex men so I can have plenty of cocaine to get through the holidays in the new year.

And I’m already off to a rocky start. On the first day of my Christmas plan, I hooked up with my stepson. Although I consider him family because I helped raise him, he hates me. According to him, I’m nothing more than a gold-digging whore who ruined his family. But I’m OK being the evil stepmom.

Even though his father left his mother long before I ever met him, I let him treat me like shit and blame me. He always seems to have the best cocaine in town. So, I sent him a text and he took the bait.

My Stepson Loves to Abuse Me for Hours on End for a Live Audience

I showed up at his place last night as instructed prepared for a live streaming session. And I knew it would not go well for me because the holidays intensify his hate towards me. First order of business he required me to strip naked. So, I stood in front of the camera naked and vulnerable.

He put a bunch of oranges in a pillowcase and started hitting me. Fuck who knew oranges could leave such bruises on the body and fucking hurt like that. Then he made his way towards my back and my ass too. He covered me in red welts and bruised my skin almost instantly, but we just started the live stream.

I’m not sure what his drug choice is nowadays but whatever he’s on it gave him superhuman strength. He picked me up like a bowling ball and threw me across the room several times. Each time I landed with a thud it sounded like a bone crushed. Now my face matched the rest of my body. Bruised, red, and swollen. Somehow, my battered, broken body turns my stepson on. And he wanted to fuck me. On camera, of course, for his viewing audience.

I could hear the chimes of his viewing audience as he made me his ass rape porn star in front of them. He rammed his hard cock into my asshole raw. And I felt every inch rip my already damaged asshole. We clearly have a love-hate relationship. Although most times I think it’s mostly hate. But he always gives me great cocaine. I’m battered and bruised and I’m already just one day into my 12 days of Cocaine for Christmas. I hate to see what others have planned for me.

Babysitter Phone Sex Got My Mouth Force Fucked

Babysitter phone sex calls always get you so fucking hot and bothered, whenever I come watch your little slut you are rock hard when I walk in the door, but this time you need me to be your accomplice. You actually want me to help you molest your little one. I have been secretly fingering her hole when I give her baths, so when you saw me on the nanny cam you just knew I was the perfect accomplice. Once you filled me in on what you wanted me to do, I was all in; the extra cash secured the arrangement.  Babysitter phone sex

 

You told me to slip her a little treat in her pudding cup to knock her out, then undress her and tie her to the bed, spread eagle. Once she is knocked out and tied, I am supposed to loosen her up; you told me to get her really wet and open. 

 I used a few fingers and a huge dildo, by the time I was done you could have fisted her little slutty cunt easily, Moving on to her teeny tiny lil shitter. Lubed that asshole up and shoved a huge Butt plug up her shit chute, played around with it for a bit, then hammered her hole with the biggest dildo I own.

Once both holes were stretched out and ready, I called you in the room, your eyes lit up at the sight of her gaping holes. Stroking your cock as you undressed. Walking over to me, forcing your perverted cock down my throat was not a part of the plan. 

You got tired of me gagging and choking on your cock your fist rained down on my confused face, once my lip started to swell and bleed you fucked my throat harder, you didn’t cum in my mouth though you saved that for your daughters stretched out butthole. Follow me on X.

Knife Play Phone Sex is My Favorite Way to Kill and Torture

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex makes me very happy. I’m not a gun girl. I find zero pleasure with easy kills. And I am not fond of quick kills either. Now if you’re shooting somebody from a far distance that requires some skill. But close-up? You just aim, point, shoot and then somebody dies. Too easy and too quick to be fulfilling for a sick bitch like me.

However, a knife always requires skill and precision. And you can use a knife for so many different things. You can stab, chop, dice, cut, flail, slice and myriad other things too. A knife prolongs the pain. And for me, I enjoy that the most. Inflicting pain on my victims I find satisfying. Although it is true that I am a sick bitch, I don’t normally kill and torture somebody without justification. I’m making the world a better place with torture sex and murder.

Perhaps you could call it population control. Or maybe you could view me as a vigilante ridding the world of assholes, bitches and predators. But trust me when I tell you I only kill with a reason. If you wrong me or somebody in my community, I can’t let that go unpunished. But sometimes I kill for hire. A girl needs to eat right? But sometimes even the people who hire me for murder don’t lack justification. So, I flip this script on them.

Tia hired me to kill her husband. And I do my research on my intended targets every time. Because I learned that I can’t just take my client’s word that the person they hired me to kill, indeed deserves to die. Tia described her husband as violent, manipulative, and a fraudster.

I Lack Zero Issue with Contract Kills, But Be Honest with Me.

But when I did my research, I discovered none of the details she provided me with about her ex held any truth. He’s not a fraudster. But as the CEO of a very respected tech firm, the man appears worth millions. I think she just wanted his money. I believe in capitalism. He appears to work hard for his money. He holds a good reputation among his employees, and he even gives bonuses and offers brat care and extended maternity leave for the women.

For the CEO of a multimillion dollar firm, he seems to be a decent guy. As far as the abuse claims, I discovered no reports filed. And she told me she took out a restraining order against him, but I could find no court record of any of that. The bitch lied because she wants her husband’s money.

So, I took her money but instead of killing her husband, I did him a favor and killed her instead. The world does not need any more gold diggers. Although I generally consider myself pro woman, even though I hate a lot of women, I attempt to stop men who physically and sexually hurt women. But I don’t think this guy would hurt a fly.

She, on the other hand, has a long history with a law. The CEO married a gold digger. Married a woman he probably did not even truly know. But it’s OK because I killed her. And I made it hurt. Since I know they always think of the husband as suspect number one, I made it look like she just ran away and left him. No one will ever find her body anyway because she’s bear and coyote food now.

This Sadistic Bitch Kills with a Purpose

The moment I stabbed her in the gut her entrails spilled onto a tarp so there’d be no DNA evidence. She could not believe the betrayal. And I explained to her that I verified everything she told me and nothing seemed true. She tried to offer me up half of his money, but I had already stabbed the bitch. But I stabbed her in just a way that although it will be a bloody phone sex mess, she will die slowly and painfully. So, I told the bitch I needed to make the world a better place by removing a gold-digging liar like her.

It took her four hours to die. And I watched her slowly bleed out. Plus, I even watched her try to hold her guts in. Perhaps I filmed it too. I filmed her torturous death because I can upload it on the darknet and people can view it for a fee. I guess you could call me a very dark content creator too. Even this sadistic bitch possesses some integrity.

I am more than willing to be your accomplice or your sadistic mistress. But be honest with what you want. Don’t lie about it. If you want to kill some little girl because you just want to fuck a tight snatch, say so. Pay me. And let’s do it. But liars, cheats and manipulators never survive me.

Killer phone sex by my blade makes such a mess

Killer phone sexKiller phone sex is deeply satisfying when the prey I’ve acquired for your needs squirms beneath my blade. I’ve had the pleasure of introducing many to the intoxicating thrill of knife play.

There’s a certain je ne sais quoi about the way the tip of the blade glides across delicate flesh, leaving streaks of crimson in its wake.

It’s a visual feast, a gruesome work of art. That’s why you found me, I’m sure. You are an artist as well, and meat is the canvas and your cock the primary tool of creation. Mine, of course, is my blade. The best part? The knowledge that, once the edge finds its mark, there’s no turning back. The little bitch’s blood will spill, and we will enjoy every fucking moment.

The tears only add to the excitement. If I want to draw it out, I like to play along with their pathetic attempts to get free. These helpless victims believe their groveling can sway my resolve. But once they have realized nothing they say or do will change their outcome, they tend to fall silent. So, that’s when we turn up the torture. I’ll take my biggest knife and fuck her until she is really wet for your cock. All that blood will coat your dick, and I promise, Daddy, you will love how slick it feels.

Meat is meat, and right now, devour this pretty little thing and defile every hole.

As I slice, your cock throbs at her juicy red flesh. Ready to explode in a torrent of potent semen, mixing it with her blood and tears. Oh, how delicious! The mess will be spectacular, a gory symphony of blood and lust that will leave you hard and aching for more. Trust me, baby, with me as your guide, Bloody phone sex will give ya the ride of your twisted life. 

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