Category: Killer phone sex

Snuff Movies and October Go Together

snuff moviesOctober is not just for watching snuff movies. For sadistic bitches like me, October means making snuff flicks too. The bloodier the better. I am not for the weak of heart. I am not for first time callers or any man with mild or vanilla fantasies either. Only seasoned snuff connoisseurs or masochistic men should call me.

I can make men cry. My voice is not a giggling teen voice. Fuck that shit. My voice sounds more like a mature seasoned bitch whose has seen and done some shit. I even did some shit last night. Wicked shit too. As I drove home from my Goth bar last night, I happened upon a drunk coed driving erratically on her way home. She had no business driving drunk. Although she did appear to take the less traveled road home, she almost ran me off the road.

So, I ran her off the road instead. Sure, I could have been noble. Perhaps a good woman would call AAA and drive the drunk girl home. But no one considers me a good woman. No one. I took her to my kill shack instead. Too bad you were not with me to explore your rape phone sex fantasies. As soon as I got her into my shack, she puked. I made her lick it up. No one makes a mess in my home but me. I like to make bloody messes.

Some Girls, Many Girls Deserve to Die

I needed to hold a knife to her so she would be obedient. Drunk coeds deserve to die. Even drunk they still act and behave belligerently. Perhaps, I intended to help the girl. She showed no appreciation for saving her drunk life, so I sodomized her with a beer bottle. I pissed on her face. And I even double fisted her two tightest holes. The bitch appeared to like it, so I switched from my fists to my knifes. Now, she did not like it so much. Okay, she did not like it at all.

I stabbed her cunt and her ass until her insides fell out of her holes. You can eviscerate a young girl from the outside with long, sharp objects. Now, it looks like a painful way to die. But no cunt should die quickly.  Cunts deserve killer phone sex. And they deserve to die slowly and painfully. I told you I might not be your cup of tea. My mind runs dark as the night. Think you can handle being my partner?

Bloody phone sex its sticky slick and a turn on.

Bloody phone sex        Bloody phone sex its sticky slick and a turn on to fuck in the blood. All we need is to get the blood to roll around in it. First, we go looking for the victim of our choosing. Now, I know what I like and willing to bet I know what you like. Someone petite. Light colored hair. Pale skin. It must be remembered that pale hair and skin will show the dark bruises easier, the blood will be a stark contrast.

        Alcohol will thin the blood enough that she will bleed more profusely. On the negative side it will also act as a pain killer. As has been noted a little alcohol will thin the blood and not act as a pain killer. You must admit you like the idea of the pain. Hearing the cries. Screaming out as the knife slices deep into the thigh. Missing the main artery. Wouldn’t want to have her bleed out too quickly.

        Watching as it stains her legs, dripping down into her pussy. I will hold her down as you take the knife to her nipples. Cutting first one off then the next. Shove the knife up into that pussy. Cutting her up inside, before fucking her, getting her blood all over your cock.

        Turning me on. Needing to feel that blood-soaked cock inside of me. Rolling though the blood still draining from her. Fucking on her. Yes, cum all over her. See how that cum of yours and her blood mix together.

Snuff Porn with Lovers is My Favorite Fall Activity

snuff pornFall makes the perfect weather to watch snuff porn. I have a few lovers who enjoy getting fucked up and watching snuff flicks with me. I am in it just for the coke. And I always assumed snuff films were fake. But this guy I party with showed me a real snuff movie. The homemade kind. I knew it was real because the girl in the film has been missing for over a year. Suddenly, I found myself scared. What if he wanted to snuff me too?

I remember when the girl went missing. She went to high school with my sons. So, I did not doubt that this flick was homemade. He fucked her raw. For once, I was not the ass rape porn star. I watched and masturbated as he told me what he did to this hot teen slut. Sure, I felt badly for her. She would have been my youngest son’s age. Now she is dead and buried somewhere. I just did everything I could to not end up as the star of one of his next snuff flick.

I Try Hard Not To Star in a Real Snuff Flick

Honestly, I never knew this guy had such a dark streak. I assumed he might be like me. A normal middle-class dad who likes to enjoy some coke sometimes. He never minds sharing his coke with this ginger whore. And I love fucking him. He fucked my ass as we watched his snuff flick. But I acted like I thought it was a fake film. Clearly, I did not know this man like I thought I did. He strangled this teen girl with his bare hands. He fucked her dead body too.

However, sex with dead bodies clearly turns this guy on. I just had to avoid being his next corpse lover. As he fucked my ass, I did my best to act like nothing had changed between us. But I did fear him. No one has seen the star of his little homemade video since she disappeared last year. Police thought teenage runaway. Parents suspected fowl play. But I know she died a violent death. And her body likely will never be found.

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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Make Me Want To Die Brutally

 

Make me your next victim. X marks the spot. Take the knife out and plunge it straight into my chest while you ram your cock into my cunt. I’ve been begging to be your next victim in all of my murder phone sex fantasies. I watch the way you grabbed the last girl we played with. Pressing the knife to her neck and making her suck your cock while she cried and begged for us to leave her alone.  My cunt was soaking wet. I wanted to be her. I want you to force your cock down my throat while tears streak down my face.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

It didn’t help when you cut her clothes off and dragged the knife up and down her body. Making tiny cuts in her smooth skin. The blood leaking while I licked it up. I loved hearing her scream. I want to scream too. I want to feel your cock and your knife inside of me. You make torture sex look so fucking sexy.  Make me beg for my life and then end me like she did. Cut me deep. Carve your name into my chest. And then take that knife and force it through my heart. I want to take my last breaths while you fill me with your cum.

Rape phone sex fantasies need a boyhole

One of my boyfriends was a sadistic fuck and like to fulfill his Rape phone sex fantasies with young boyholes. It was my job to be his accomplice and lure them with my big jugs. Back at our place I teased his young cock with my juicy ass. That is how I distract him while you spike his soda. Once he passes out, I tie him up and we rip his clothes off. “Don’t forget the gag”, he says. “I have a better idea”. I say as I stuff his boxers in his mouth and tape his mouth up.

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“Spread him open so I can rip his little hole open”. As soon as I do, you ram your hard rod in his little asshole. His muffled screams as he wakes up to you ripping him open always excites you. “Stuff him with your pcock and stuff him like a worthless pig” you hear me say as the blood drips from his hole. My fingers dive into my cunt hole and I pull my phone out.

I want to make some Ass rape porn with that boytoy. Then I zoom in to you pumping his little holes hard. It was easy to film his tears flowing down his face just like the blood down your cock. My cunt started squeezing my fingers as I looked over and saw you choking his little neck. “I’m about to fill him up baby” you moan as I watch your balls tighten and release. The camera caught as you filled his little asshole up, I wonder if I can sell it.

Cannibalism phone sex in the Red Light District was a Great Time

Last week you may have noticed your favorite Cannibalism phone sex demoness gone. Obviously I am back and I just took a little vaca to the Red Light District of Amsterdam to check out the scene. In fact I have a lover there that also works the red light district windows. I will only to refer to them as windows from this point forward.

Anyway, as I was saying the two of us got super evil. We always get our energies so entwined that it will be Hell that gets raised when we are together. She arranged for me to join her. Nothing hotter for these lame assed dick drains than to have two hot Gothic witches control and destroy them.

The first window shopper was a true gem of an idiotic dick brainer. Drunk and too stoned amateur college fucker. In these massive crowds in this city anyone can go missing. And a few did that week.

This little dicked coward was so much fun. We tied him up after stripping him of his laimo Hawaiian shirt and khaki’s. Had him tied and gagged and we started to get Hard Candy on his ass. The two evil bitches that teased and taunted him. Getting his cocklet erect and throbbing. He was struggling hard but his cock said different.

Cannibalism Phone Sex was a feast for all…

Laina and I knelt down as though we were about to worship his pathetic Vienna with our luscious wet mouths. We held his gaze as we both took razor sharp blades in our rings to his tender ball sack. The excitement (or maybe likely Pain) in his eyes was amazing.

As we proceeded to remove his balls from their flesh our mouths watered. We popped those bad boys in our mouths and smiled as with took that first bite. He slowly became dismantled and ingested by the two of us.

Once we vomited up his filth we fed it to the next victim. There were 2 the first night. The following nights we savored each one for 12 hrs of torturous joy and a succulent feast with friends. Feeding the stoned a new kind of curry was easy.

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Snuff movies of demon little whores getting slain

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Snuff movies are really the end game when I deal with a sexy victim. The idea of death and destruction always keeps my cunny in a wet uproar!  I love the thrill of it all! I’m constantly looking for new victims and creative ways to make money. And you know I am always looking for new ways to torture and kill. Girls who are possessed are the best for this kind of snuff torture play! I always get such a rush when I torture and kill someone. It’s like a drug. I can’t wait to get my next fix of murder and blasphemy.

I’ll bring her into the woods for her exorcism. Your baby girl snuff whore will even chain her like a mutt to the tree for us!

I know the slut I got today deserves everything that happens to her! She is an evil girl who needs to be slain! Let me melt that brain as I bring the miniature demon from hell in! Why Stop at one demon girl, though? All while whispering in your ear to chop dozens of little sluts heads off and stare into their souls. Eat their faces. It’s like a demon feeding off us, whispering praise to Satan!

Our Blasphemy phone sex victim is lubed up from her cherry blood as you violently thrust yourself into her tiny hole! Watch her weaken each second! Hoarse from screaming, she keeps trying to fight you off. Stab her soft belly with your machete in time with your cock trust! You are turned on even more by the sight of her oozing blood pouring out of her lifeless, rag-doll body.

Torture Phone Sex Season Has Losers Begging for Me to Kill Them

torture phone sexTorture phone sex calls make me wet. Not much makes my Goth gash purr better than human torture. I do not torture animals. I respect animals because they help me dispose of your remains. But a man, I can torture until he dies from the pain. A quick painless death? Nope. Not with me.

Most of the men I torture do not beg for it. But this one did. And I found him so pathetic and so worthless, that I did it for free. Sometimes men find Goth girls like me hanging out in Goth or Steampunk bars. When they come into a bar filled with folks like me, they stick out like a sore thumb. And for whatever reason, they gravitate to me. Like I have a loser magnet inside my body somewhere, LOL.

Well, I could have that removed, but I love ridding this world of losers with torture sex. James found me and begged for me to kill him right there. Trust me, I considered it. But public slayings or impulse kills not my style. I stay under the radar. That’s how I avoid going to prison. However, I will slaughter a loser in my kill shack any day.

Some Men Just Scream Kill Me

Although I practice good cleanup measures, if the FBI raided my kill shack, they might get confused by all the DNA found inside. But no one knows how to find my kill shack. Thats because it is located seriously off the grid. I felt like this loser James deserved some medieval torture. Since my grandpa was a sadist, I inherited his collection of fine medieval torture devices. I put James on the rack. And I slowly turned the crank to stretch him until he tore in half.

It took hours at the pace I went, but I love prolonging agony. Watching someone die from pain slowly, I find erotic. I can smell pain. I can smell fear. When James finally tore in two, his upper body did not know he had been severed yet. While his brain caught up to his body, I sat on his face. My Goth gash was the last thing he ever saw in his final snuff sex moment. When he died, I fed him to the wildlife. Now, I am on the prowl for my next loser. Maybe it will be you.

Torture sex from uncle was not all he ever needed

The Torture sex my uncle would give me wasn’t enough for him sometimes. He needs to take control of a little body and abuse it hard until there is no more life left in it. From time to time my uncle used me to lure little dumb bitches for him to abuse. My job was to tie them up and undress them. “Don’t forget to stuff those panties into her mouth” he yells at me.

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After I stuff them in her mouth, my uncle whips her body with his belt. The point is for her to hurt and soon give up, that is what gets his cock hard. Blood starts dripping for some of the wounds from the lashing he is giving her, and his eyes get big. “Tell me you are mine now” my uncle demands from his young little victim. “I’m yours, please just let me go ” her crying words were muffled by her panties. Then he pulled his cock out and slammed in her asshole. As she cries my uncle pounds her asshole hard. “Come on little slut, the faster you make me cum the sooner this will be over ”.

My uncle wraps his hands around his little victim’s throat and starts using her asshole like a “Fleshlight”. Like a worthless fuck toy is how he sees her i can tell. Because even when her little asshole was bleeding, he just fucked her harder. “Make me cum slut” he yelled and squeezed her neck hard. Then I hear a snap, like when a chicken’s neck is snapped in half. She even convulsed like a chicken would. Finally, my uncle got what he wanted, and he started filling her asshole. After he was done filling her up, he looked at me and said “time to get rid of the rotten meat”.

Snuff Sex Accomplice Cassandra Helps You Explore Your Darkest Fantasies

snuff sexSnuff sex accomplice Cassandra helps you explore your darkest fantasies. I have that reputation. Most men know me. At least men who travel in the snuff world know me. I never believed that I would be helping men force fuck and murder girls. But a girl needs to eat, right?

A new client came into my life recently. Tall, dark, handsome strangers will always be my favorite, especially ones with money. He needed a woman who could do a thing for him. The thing involved a cute teen cock tease. I do not ask too many questions. But he gave me details I did not need. He started banging this high school cheerleader. Now, she told him he knocked her up and she suddenly turned into an extortionist. He could lose everything.

I Love Being Your Accomplice

Not on my watch. The money he paid me covers my bills for a couple years. So, snuff porn would be her fate. I lured her away telling her I represented a model agency. I catered to her vanity. And it worked like a charm. I took her to this no tell motel off the highway. She bought everything I told her, but once she saw the inside of the no tell motel, she knew something went awry.

I gave her a drink. But it contained crushed up Xanax. I did not want her fighting me or screaming. She fell asleep quickly. And that was when my client, her lover, showed up. He needed to fuck her one more time. For me, watching a man explore his rape phone sex fantasies turns me on. I masturbated and watched him violate her jailbait pussy one more time. She never moved.

Killing her turned out to be too easy. With her pussy full of his cum, I suffocated her while she laid there limp. Honestly, easy kills disappoint me. I got a taste for blood early in my snuff career. Maybe you have a victim for me who will put up a struggle.