Category: Killer phone sex

Butchered By a Cannibal

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The Butcher has me in his clutches. He sharpens his cleaver as he prepares to finish me off. I cannot believe that I am here. I was kidnapped, taken to a butcher shop  where I was hung on a mental, sharp hook in a dark, cold freezer by my upper back until he was ready to butcher me. When he took me down to be butchered, he tenderized me with a hammer. Bang bang bang against my skin and bones. He would break every bone that I had in my body, causing me excruciating pain. I screamed bloody murder and begged for him to stop, but he would not listen to my pleas. Now I am laying on a large chopping board, unable to move due to my bones being broken and waiting for my fate. The butcher got out a guide to butchering humans, read it for a few seconds, took his meat cleaver and chopped my foot off. I screamed until I couldn’t scream any more. “My foot! Why did you take my foot?” I cried. He took my foot and started licking the bloody meat on the part he chopped off. It looked like it took everything in his power to not eat the entire foot right there, and put the foot down so he could resume to butchering my body. I don’t remember much after my foot was chopped off as I passed out from the blood loss. I might have ended up in someone’s stew. 

Knife Play Phone Sex to Ring in the New Year

knife play phone sexOn the last day of the year, knife play phone sex is how I will celebrate. I am a sadistic bitch. I love to kill drunks on New Years Eve. Last year, I killed about 30 folks. Random acts of violence that went unsolved. Most of my murders were never even linked together. That is because I do not have a type. I hate most people. I will kill a man or a woman, a boy or a girl. Black or white, I do not care. I use knives mostly, but I have so many knives in my collection that I can kill 30 people in a night with a different knife. That always throws the cops off. New Year’s Eve is my favorite night to kill. That is because there are so many folks out who are drunk and stupid. Easy prey. Drunk and stupid are not enough for me to waste my energy on you, however. There are tons of drunk and stupid people in the world. I would not have the time to make snuff porn for all the drunk and stupid people in the world. I look for the ones who have a long history of being drunk and or stupid, or people who do something I find egregious. It is not hard to piss me off though. I kill for many reasons. You try to force yourself on me, you will die and or get castrated. I will kill you for attempting to shame or humiliate me. I cannot let men think they can talk down to me. And I cannot let women think they are better than me. I kill little ones because they are germy, needy and annoying. I am just a sick bitch. I promised myself that tonight, I would kill even more than last year. Either you can be my victim on a killer phone sex call, or you can be my accomplice. Which do you prefer?

Medical Fetish Phone Sex: Biggest Fear Turned Reality

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

One of my biggest fears has always been that someone would want to do super fucked up things to me at the doctor’s, that’s why I’ve always had a thing for medical fetish phone sex. When I was younger I had this wild dream that I was laying on the operating table, it was literally right after I had my appendix removed. I dreamed that the doctor actually crawled up and began fucking me while I was under sedation. His cock slipped in with each cut of the scalpel. It was so real, sometimes I doubt that it was even a dream and can still feel the weight of him on top of me as he motioned to the nurse to give me more sedation. My cunt was just dripping wet when I woke up from the dream and ever since that day I’ve wanted to go back under the knife to see what would happen.

Snuff Porn Accomplice Cassandra

snuff pornSnuff porn get you off? I love to watch it too. It is foreplay for me. I used to be the snuff starlet. I paid my dues though. This is a rough industry for young ingenues. You get chewed up and spit out alive until you either die or survive. The strong survive. I survived. Now, I help make snuff flicks. Men come to me when they have an idea for a movie. I guess you could say I am in charge of the talent. I find the snuff stars and help film the movies. I used to feel badly about it because I hated it when I was young. But I played the game. I survived. And I have earned the right to now help men with their snuff movies. I know where to find new talent too. Every city has a part of town where the new whores troll for Johns. Some are trafficked girls. Some runaways. It is where I first started as a runaway Lolita slut. Snuff directors troll down there for talent and that is what I have been doing. Make a young girl an offer she cannot refuse, and then play Russian roulette with her life. Some snuff stars die quickly, some like me survive time and time again. Like I said, the strong survive. I am strong and I am scrappy.

I picked out Troy a winner. A young redheaded girl with porcelain skin and cute little freckles. She was fresh faced like he loves. She was young like he wants. So young she still had a naturally bald pussy and barely A cup titties. She was perfect for his rape phone sex fantasies. This one survived, but barely. Like she was bloody, and in pain. Shallow breathing because Troy fucked the life out of her. But she was still breathing. I filmed him fucking her, choking her, and anally fucking her too. I dumped her battered body back where I picked her up. I put some money in her pocket, so she was compensated for her time. In the end, girls learn to survive. I did.

Surgeon Amputates My Limbs and Drills My Brain

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The surgeon has me strapped down to the hospital bed. I feel groggy after he had injected some kind of sedative. He says that I am prepped for surgery, but I didn’t ask for any surgeries. I see his tool station with all of the devices he will use to torture me. There lie surgical scissors, a bone cutter, sutures, retractors, a dilator, and a cranial drill. He had his sterile gloves on and was ready to tear into me. Even though he sedated me, I could feel everything that was happening to me. As he sliced into my leg, he noted all of the muscles, nerves and ligaments. Then, he took his surgical saw and sawed into my bones, completely detaching my lower leg from the rest of my body. I wanted to scream out in pain, but I was too drugged to make a sound. He continued with the rest of my body, cutting off my left hand and my right arm. Each procedure left me  in agony. Once I finally got up from my stupor, I screamed at the top of my lungs and begged for anyone to help me. The surgeon took his cranial drill and shoved it into my forehead so that he may continue his surgery in peace. 

Forced to make Ass rape porn for the holidays

I was too intoxicated at a holiday party, and I went to a room to pass out. When i woke up i was being surrounded by a whole bunch of guys and my ass hole was being fucked. They were making Ass rape porn. I tried to fight him off me, but he had a knife to my throat. They were cheering as I was getting pounded hard, screaming that I better get ready to be gangbanged and have it filmed. I felt his dick go deeper in my ass as his hands wrapped around my neck. He started strangulating me while ripping my ass open. I passed out and woke up with my face being pushed onto the bed and I was suffocating. They were two dicks inside me and i was being fucked like a blow-up doll. When they saw I was awake, they forced another dick in my mouth. I was so drunk and weak I couldn’t fight back or even move. I swallowed a few loads of cum before I felt my asshole and pussy get filled up. I thought it was over but there were more dicks being shoved in my mouth and holes. I passed out again and they woke me up by slapping me over and over as they fucked me. I could smell blood and I knew my holes were starting to bleed from the pounding.

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But it wasn’t going to be over until they all fulfilled their Rape phone sex fantasies. I let them keep fucking me until the last guy started squeezing on my neck harder and harder. Everyone cheered and said they wanted to see me go limp and never wake up again. I passed out and woke up in a ditch. Somehow, I have a chance for pay back. 

Killer Phone Sex Christmas Makes Your Snuff Fantasies Cum True

killer phone sexDid you have a killer phone sex Christmas? I sure did. I spent the holiday with a partner in crime, Bret. I met him on the dark net last year, and we have been hunting together ever since. He loves young nubile girls. The kind with no tits or hair on their pussies yet. I help him hunt. He pays me handsomely and he tips me well for my efforts. He wanted one this time barely talking and walking. The one he wanted for Christmas I had to snatch from an open bedroom window. A girl that young, would never be out alone. I climbed into her bedroom window, used some chloroform to insure she would not wake up and start crying. I took her to my accomplice’s house. He has a dungeon in his basement so he can explore his rape phone sex fantasies for such young girls with no one hearing her scream. She was a screamer too. That is because she was not much bigger than his cock, LOL. I was filming him tearing her little cunnie apart. She was a bleeder too. Her tender age flesh was turning raw as he thrust his monster meat deep down inside her tiny cunt and ass. You could see his cock snaking its way through her insides. It looked like she had swallowed a snake. I could see the outline of his cock in her tiny belly. My accomplice was in a sadistic mood. He wanted me to jack off his cock while it was inside our tiny victim. I got a knife from his kitchen and made an incision in her belly. I cut a hole in her stomach, put my hand in her belly and jacked his cock while it was inside her. There was so much warm blood flowing through my fingers. It ended up as a snuff porn. A little holiday snuff flick between friends is a great Christmas gift.

Snuff Phone Sex is a Merry Christmas for This Sick Bitch

snuff phone sexMerry Christmas with snuff phone sex. Who is the annoying twat we are going to kill and fuck on Christmas day? I hate the holidays. They fill me with rage. It is not a jealous rage either. I have family and friends. I just do not get sappy or emotional ever, especially not on the holidays. As a little girl, I watched two grown women fist fight over a Furby Doll in a Walmart. I never believed in Santa. I was a logical thinker even as a little squirt. I grew up seeing commercialism dictate holidays, and that soured me on Christmas. Not to mention all the naughty boys and girls who think they deserve some expensive gift because you know them. I hate brats. To me, holidays are about taboo phone sex, specifically, killing one needy, entitled brat at a time. I have a holiday tradition. I break into a house on Christmas Eve and kill the little ones in the house. It is just a random act of violence that never gets solved. I traveled out of state this year to kill a little girl and her brother in the bed where they laid. No one will suspect me either. I come and go in the night and leave no trace. I butchered the babes as they slept. I put a pillow over their mouths as I stabbed them to death in their sleep as they dreamt of sugar plums and Santa’s sleigh bringing them gifts. It was not Santa’s reindeer, however, that they heard on the roof, but this sick bitch who came to ruin Christmas for their family. It is my holiday tradition. We all need holiday traditions, right? I just wish I had an accomplice phone sex partner to help me kill and fuck those young babes in bed. I do not need an accomplice, but I am feeling cheerful this holiday and think we could spread some cheer and mayhem together. What do you think?

Cannibalism Phone Sex Fantasies are Strongest Over the Holidays

cannibalism phone sexThe holidays bring out men’s cannibalism phone sex fantasies. There are many Hannibal Lectors out there. Does that surprise you? Thanksgiving begins the cannibalism season. Men start looking at women as pieces of meat they want to eat. Literally, want to eat! I have a close friend who has always wanted to eat a young girl as part of his festive meal. So, he paid me to be his accomplice and we went hunting for the perfect meal. I was just happy it was not me. I have meat on my bones, but I have fake tits. When it comes t o cannibalism, you want a natural woman. No silicone tits. No Botoxed lips. No tattoos. I fail all three tests. Although I may not be the ideal meal for a man, I know what is and I know where to hunt for the ideal meal too. There is a college bar not far from where I live. We sat outside and acted as Uber drivers for drunken coeds. We gave a few rides until the perfect meal stumbled into our car. Do you have snuff sex fantasies that involve cannibalism? You can admit it to me. It is the perfect way to dispose of a body too. Now, when prepping the meal, you need to scalp and debone your meat. That all comes after you cook the meat though. This little drunk whore had nice big bouncy tits. She was a brunette. No tats visible. Nothing fake on her. She was still young enough that gravity is her friend. The perfect meal requires hunting and patience. You need to prep your meal. We have our meal in the basement soaking in butter and water to soften the skin. I will season her next. She will cook over an open flame with veggies for almost 24 hours so she is thoroughly cooked. She will feed more than just me and my partner in crime. Want to join us for one hot fantasy phone sex meal?

Why I Hate Christmas……

Violent Phone SexUnlike most people I will spend my Christmas being brutalized by my brother and father! My daddy is one sick and sadistic monster now that my mom has been dead for five years, my brother is just like him too. Ever since mom died on Christmas, leaving me and my older brother with our perverted daddy, we have been his victims ever since. Eventually after enough violent abuse my brother just joined in on beating me and the force fucking never stopped once it began. I’d be forced to take daddy’s hard cock because he said it was my fault mommy is dead, eventually I started to accept that I was a bad daughter. I started to like the pain and even looked forward to daddy stuffing his cock in all my holes…