Scott enjoys me going through the headlines in search of little girl victims for our kidnapping phone sex. He is a man who enjoys every detail of real life abductions and the murders of young ones. If there is a female accomplice like a girlfriend to these adduction murder fantasy tragedies he gets more into it. I get so wet as I describe how I would have handed the killing and forced fuck of each female little body. Sometimes real life is more fucked up than anything I could give him…sometimes. I have a very freaky fucked up side of me, for sure! Little girls taken from grocery stores and out to the woods to be mutated by a p-man cock and then strangled to death. Real life fuels Scotts killer and rape fantasy of sweet girls and I love every second of it. What really makes him one of my favorites is that Scott wants to fantasize about drinking their sweet innocence by drinking these girls pee. He is just looking for a really filthy snuff whore who would piss in his mouth. I have pissed in men’s mouths many times, degradation of twisted men is one of my specialties after all. Scoot is man of a few fantasies that really thrill a demented accomplice like me! Just consider Scott My snuff accomplice phone sex boy toy, who worships this demon queen!
Category: Killer phone sex
The Perfect Accomplice Cleans Up Your Messes
Last night master used me as his accomplice. I got master a petite young slut. Master right away ripped her clothes off and tied her up she was crying and pleading for us to let her go. There was no way we were going to let her go but I whispered in her ear if she did as she was told she would be fine and free to go home. Master slapped her on her face and told her that she was going to learn a lesson for being such a slut. I held her down as he started fucking her asshole raw, she tried to scream from the pain but I just covered her mouth and pushed her harder on master’s cock. He pounded her hard and fast and it looked so good I couldn’t help but rub my clit and finger my pussy. As he fucked her, he grabbed her neck from behind and started squeezing. The harder he pounded her the harder he squeezed. I heard her gasping for air and I knew he was suffocating her. I closed my eyes and pictured him doing it to me and I started cumming. When I opened my eyes, I saw he was starting to cum as her body went limp. When he finished, he told me to clean up his mess. I made her body disappear just like it never happened.
Death trap
You have a thing for gothic phone sex, and it is going to take a girl like me to push you into actually getting knee-deep into some sinister things. I’m so ready to make you my bitch and make you my victim. I love guys who think they can dominate me because, in reality, they are all pussies. You are home with your wife in the next room sleeping, and you are stuck on me. You men are so fucking pathetic it makes me sick. I love to think about making so-called dominant men my fucking losers.
I will let you think you are the king and you’re my master, but in reality, you are my bitch, and once you realize it, sorry, it is too late for you. It’s a death trap, and your cock looks much better sliced up. I’m so ready to feed it to you, loser.
Snuff Porn Maker and Brat Killer
Do you watch snuff porn? So do I, but I make it too. I have discovered that using super young girls in my snuff films makes me a lot of money. More money than I ever imagined. I have a reputation for brat porn. Sometimes, guys bring me little ones they want to see star in one of my films. I had a special request from a man who wanted me to make his stepdaughter disappear. But before that happened, he wanted to see her die on film. He has been molesting the girl for years and she is blackmailing him now that she is a little bit older. Smart girl. I would make bank off anyone who did that to me too. I would also remove his testicles. I was happy to make her a snuff star. She would bring me a lot of money at her age. Such a little beauty pageant slut too. I dressed her in her pageant gear. She had on a cute yellow frilly dress with a sash that said, “Junior Miss.” She had those cute little white ankle socks that young girls wear. Plus, I put a tiara on her head. She was going to look so adorable being force fucked and killed on camera. I was profiting doubly off the little cock tease. I was using her in teen rape porn and disposing of her tiny little body for my client. I love when that happens. I asked him if he wanted to fuck her one last time. I gave him an executioner’s body suit and mask to conceal his identity. He fucked her savagely. It was such a turn on. Major turn on. I was going to kill her, but he got lost in the thrill and choked her out. I filmed the entire thing. He is excited to be staring in a snuff film. I am excited to profit off another dead little whore.
Torture Phone Sex Addict
Have you ever found yourself whacking off to the thought of really hurting someone? I don’t mean just spanking them or pulling their hair. I mean REALLY causing bodily harm to them. Maybe you really would not do anything bad to someone in real life, or maybe you would. But either way, what you need to satisfy you in the moment is a torture phone sex call with me. I’m the perfect woman for you because I too have those kinds of fantasies and I don’t feel even a little bit bad about them. And baby, I’m not a kink shamer. We like what we like.
But I have a little secret to tell you. More often than not, I’m not the one doing the torturing in the fantasies that I have. I am usually the one who is being tortured, beaten, and sliced and diced. Do you want to know what it’s like to hear me scream and beg you to stop torturing me? You will get all of that and more when you call me for some torture porn. I’m ready and waiting for you. Do you think you can hurt me more than anyone else ever has?
Evil Killer Phone Sex
When I say you’ll have killer phone sex when you call me, I’m not just talking about the fact that it’s going to be freaking amazing. I literally mean we’re going to pick up an innocent young girl at the mall, on the side of the road, or wherever and we’re going to take her home and snuff her out. I know I sound pretty flippant about it…well, I guess I am. The life of that girl doesn’t matter one bit to me. All that matters are the feelings that I have when I’m watching the life drain from someone.
Do you think it would make your dick hard to watch me slice and dice a pretty young thing? I think we should put a ball gag in her mouth so she can’t scream when it starts to hurt too badly. I don’t want to hear her beg me to spare her life. That doesn’t do anything for me, except cause me major annoyance. I’d rather watch the fear in her eyes as she realizes there’s nothing she can do to stop me from doing the inevitable. If you have the same kinds of killer fantasies that I do, then we could get dark and twisted together.
Get nasty
I want to watch you destroy that little college campus slut. It’s time you bring those rape fantasies out and make them your motive and understand taboo phone sex is the way to go. Why the hell would you want vanilla when you can cum extra hard and really do so much more with a nasty slut. I’m so into fucking little bitches with you beating them up and also making them our slaves. I want to put a nice collar around their necks and treat them like trash. Ultimately that’s what they are to me. I don’t plan on stopping. I’m going to make a cult, and they will serve me and be happy to be my slave and daddy slave too because we own their asses.
Knife Play Phone Sex Victim
When you told me to shut up and do as you told me to or there’d be hell to pay, I didn’t believe you. It was always just a fantasy all of the other times we fooled around and had knife play phone sex, so I didn’t think that this time would be any different, but it was. I told you no when you ordered me to get down onto my knees and suck your cock and that was clearly the wrong answer. Again, he said “Get down on your knees bitch” but this time he added “Or I will slit your fucking throat and you’ll bleed out while I jizz in your mouth.”
He held the knife right up to my throat as I sucked his cock and I could feel the cold steel blade up against my neck. I was afraid that if I moved too much, I’d get cut accidentally, but it was a risk I had to take. If I didn’t do a good enough job, I knew worse things than getting a small accidental cut were going to happen. I know you and your cock are just dying to know what happened next, or better yet, maybe you want to act it out with me.
College Campus Accomplice Wanted
I spent my time in college prowling campus for an accomplice worthy of my time. I needed someone strong, sadistic, and salivating for suffering. I watched the “uni-bomber” brats with great interest, but it was one of the Air Force ROTC that caught my eye. Jack was, in all things, an American Good Ol’ Boy, and I was aching in my cunt to corrupt him.
After a few dates, I managed to get my gentleman to admit he was addicted to the idea of adultery and aggressive assault of the nasty sluts in my dorm. Lucky for me, they all thought Jack was a hunk and barely let me near him when they were around. Well, one by one he lured them into the basement of his off campus housing, and chained them with the others.
When he called me so excited, he told me he had a bloody bouquet waiting for me. I arrived dressed in my best only to find a basement full of torture sluts. And then, it was time for a real snuff panty party. We spent all night, all weekend, shit all week tormenting those ballerina barbies one by one. That ought to teach those whores to fuck off and leave me be.
Snuffing Out In Space
I love to do a little snuffing in the fantasy of my mind; listen to this one. You are a rich billionaire who’s decided to blast into space, and I’m a rocket scientist. I want to get you out on a space walk, and torment the shit out of you. You see, I’ve made some special adjustments to your space suit. The boots will super heat the soles of your feet, and the suit itself will electrocute you.
If you let go of the rungs out these, you’re liable to float away into space. I watch you contentedly from inside the shuttle pod, grinning through a window as I shock you on and off. Finally, you start crying. Your eyes are burning. You can’t see.
In an act of desperation, you rip your space helmet off, and I get to watch your pathetic billionaire body plummet back down to the ground, a fucking fireball in the end. Too extreme? Shut up, you pussy.