Category: Killer phone sex

Bloody Phone Sex Just Got Bloodier and More Torturous

bloody phone sexIt would not be Killtober without bloody phone sex. Recently, a caller inspired me to utilize more medieval torture. My grandfather did not just leave me his massive knife collection, but his medieval torture collection too. Some of the pieces are authentic and appraised at a high price. And insured too. But a couple pieces are replicas made to look authentic. All of which now reside in my underground bunker. Or best known as my new kill shack. Have not abandoned my old one yet, but this new one is more convenient.

So, after my phone call, I spoke with a friend who seems to be able to find anything you want or need from young girls to drugs to a medieval rack. But I have always wanted a medieval rack. And he found me one. For a pretty penny, of course. It got delivered yesterday. And it even has fresh blood stains on it. My guess, some one else used it recently for torture sex. Just like I planned to do also.

But who would be my first victim? My need to try this expensive, centuries old torture device, made me less selective. So, the first person to annoy me would win one free torturous death. And that just happened to be some vacuous self-entitled coed cunt who cut in line at my Goth coffee house thinking all the other Goth folks would not check her bad behavior, and when someone did, she went off on an unholy rant. My lucky turned into her last day on earth.

Nothing Better Than a Bloody, Torturous Medieval Death

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I followed her in my car, cut her off the road, dragged her out of her expensive car that no doubt mommy and daddy bought for her. Luckily, she went down a back road, less traveled. Tossed her in my trunk and drugged her. And she woke up tied to my new rack. Feisty whore. Mouthy too. I put a ball gag in her mouth because I hate those whiny, high pitched bimbo sounds. Once I cranked the rack up, she started screaming. Muffled screams, but at least she was no longer talking.

Honestly, I like to prolong the snuff sex torture for as long as possible so I can achieve maximum pain for my victim and maximum pleasure for me. But her voice and screeching forced me to put her out of my misery. So, she died quickly. At least quickly by my standards. But painfully. My nice new toy ripped her in two. Eviscerated her, leaving her guts on the floor and her  blood on my wall. But nothing a hose and some paint cannot fix.

Bloody Phone Sex Rampage for Killtober

bloody phone sexKilltober equals bloody phone sex. My Halloween rampage took off earlier this year. Just too many folks need put out of my misery. But I am an equal opportunity killer. Your gender, age, skin color, or size never matters to me. If you act like a tool or a bitch, and you cross my path, I will kill you. And without remorse either. I am sort of an equalizer.

I meet folks who need killed everywhere. And yesterday, I met Bob at the grocery store. Meet might not be the right word. More like encountered. He went off on some old lady cashier for going too slow. Who yells and degrades a grandma? If you cannot control your anger like that or enjoy picking unfair fights so you can win, that makes you a tool. And tools, I find expendable.

As I followed him out to his car, I watched him yell at more people who did nothing wrong but pass him by. I found a snuff porn victim at the grocery store. And I think that might be a first. For his deplorable actions, he lost his cock and his balls. He lost his life too. But I wanted to make him suffer. And I wanted him to know why. I am sure the act I caught at the grocery store was mild compared to what he has done in the past. Folks do not act like bullies just once.

So Many Folks Deserve to Die to Make This World Better

I ran a background check on the license plate of the car he drove off in and determined he did not have a wife. So, likely home alone. Perfect for me because I do not need his DNA in my car or home. But I leave no DNA because I am a smart killer. I caught him by surprise. The loser thought I snuck into his house to fuck him. But I let him think that so I could get his worthless dick out.

When we got to his bedroom, I overpowered him easily and tied him to his bed. The loser thought I just wanted to play kinky games. In a way, I did. I used an elastor on his balls which farmers use for castrating sheep. Once bound and gagged, I read him his rights and mutilated his body. I carved Bully in his chest with a very sharp knife and watched the blood pour out of him. Then I continued the torture sex with his cock. Carved loser on his useless pecker. More blood loss. But I prefer red to all other colors.

I sexually mutilated him before the final cut to the throat made him bleed out on his bed. Normally, I would take his body out of the house and feed it to the wildlife in the woods behind me, but he weighed too much. Dead weight literally. If anyone missed him or discovered his body, it looked like a woman scorned killed him. But they will never know I was the woman. No one ever knows it was me.

Cheap phone sex killer queen less than hired assassins.

Cheap phone sex             Cheap phone sex killer queen less than hired assassins.  Now I have been called a lot of things. Whore is one. I like it. Killer queen bee. It must be remembered that I am super cheap to deal with. All in all, I have no limits, you let me run wild. I will do the snuffing of life. Make it bloody and gory. Revel in it.

            After all, that is what I will do. Get your cock hard. Careful now, I may just decide to take a bite off it. Rip your nuts back and forth like a dog with a bone. Not letting go. Castration is always fun.

            It must be remembered that I am a cheap killer queen that you pay less than hired assassins. I like what I do to. We have covered the Bloody phone sex aspect, the castrations, and finally we will discuss how much of a killer I am.

            Just what are you thinking? You want to be a killer like me? Learn from me for the low cheap price that I am. Be a whore with me in fact. There is nothing that would be stopping us. Together we would be unstoppable.

            In any event my price never changes. It is a very cheap price for a whore that really does like what she does. So much so that it ought to be illegal. But it’s not. Live out that fantasy with me. Be a killer right alongside of me.

            Together forever.

Snuff Porn Star Needed For The Anal Chronicles

First I was a recruited Snuff porn actress. Then after many uses and resuscitations, I became an Accomplice. This was simply due to my ass being totally used so much that the crew wanted tighter, younger and virginal butts.

Now that I have been totally butt fucked into such intense prolapsing and swelling butt rings of pleasure, I had a task. My face and ability was just to good to destroy. What they wanted was a nice tender young ass.

Not only was that tender ass ring to be fucked open but also the sweet head to be chopped. The fact that innocent girls have such sweet faces. Really this offers the viewing of their heads decapitated from their tender little bodies. Obviously this is a sweet treat.

Finally the best way for men to explode their loads was to have a head rolling and a butt gaping. Now I really am happy to assist.

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Most Days, The Killer Phone Sex Bitch in Me Needs Unleashed

killer phone sexThe killer phone sex bitch inside me gets stronger as Halloween approaches. Killtober started early this year. In my defense, the world seems full of assholes and cunts. Although I tend to be pro woman and mostly hunt male predators and otherwise stupid male fucks. But sometimes a bitch needs put down too. I am sure you know a miserable cunt who deserves to die. Feel free to send her my way, LOL.

I went into my Goth coffee house on Wednesday. Nothing unusual for me. I love this coffee house because the owner is Goth too. The whole place has a Goth vibe right down to the customers. However, on that day, some high school cheerleader came in for some fancy latte and criticized the environment. She said the place needed some pink, anything to cheer the place up. Bitch, please. You do not come into a Goth coffee house and tell the barista you want to see more color when you come back next.

Sometimes, A Bitch Needs Put Out of Our Misery

And you don’t bitch about your fancy latte not exactly the way you ordered it. In my mind, I killed her there. Made her a snuff porn star in the coffee house. But I like this place. My happy spot for a plain, dark coffee just like my soul. I followed the entitled spoiled bitch for a few days, then last night grabbed her from the parking lot of her high school. I called up a male friend of mine who loves little white cheerleaders. He loves to destroy them with his tree trunk cock.

This bitch would die, but why not rent her holes out to a man beforehand? Make her wish she’d never been born. Did not take long for the bitch to wish that. I helped my friend hold her down so he could turn her into a teen rape porn star before I stabbed her to death. She begged to die after he fucked her. Destroyed her pussy and ass before I eviscerated her and fed her to the wild animals.

The world never needs another spoiled, entitled cunt. At least now, I will never see her in my coffee house again. Or anywhere else.

Ass rape porn is what I wanted to make

After watching so much live Ass rape porn because of my uncle. I wanted to make my own. Still young and dumb, I set something up with a perv online. “You have to make sure you don’t stop, even if I cry and plea” I say on the phone. What he didn’t know was that I gave him my neighbors address. They always left their young slut daughter alone all night so they could party. I just had to sneak into her closet. That’s what I did with my camera into her closet.

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The time came when he showed up. Just like we discussed he snuck right in. Therefore, I started to film. His hand covered her mouth. “I hope you’re ready for me bitch” he said as he taped her mouth. Her body was so little. I filmed as he tied her up, just like my uncle did all his victims. “Your ass looks younger than I thought” he moaned as he ripped her clothes off. “Open up, let me get a taste” he said as he got in between her legs. I was so excited that my plan was working, my cunt started to get wet.

Watching him lick her up, made me a bit jealous. My uncle never licked me or any of his victims before torture fucking them. Her body squirmed as he lapped on her holes. Little did she know he was about to get her ass ripped open. Even though she had tears streaming down her face, she was moaning. “Fuck from our conversation, I didn’t know how much you would love this” he moaned as he undressed. “All we spoke about will happen” he moaned once again. I zoomed my camera into her asshole. He had her legs wide. With a hard push, he rammed his cock in her tight little asshole.

She screamed out as he fucked her ass hard. “That’s it bitch, scream and try to fight, makes it better” he grunted as he started to wrap his hands around her neck. In our convos, I had told him to choke me until passed out. So, he was doing exactly that. Her body flopped as he rough fucked her ass. Just like my uncle did many times to young dumb sluts, he choked her. Soon her body was going limp. “I’m going to cum” he moaned as she stopped moving. He had snuffed her, and I caught it all on film. Then I watched as he pumped bleach into her cunt before he left. My heart was racing as I ran out. Once I was in my room, I started to play with my cunt. I watched the porn I just made over and over until I creamed my fingers up. 

Roleplay Phone Sex Killing Spree

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Roleplay phone sex is so exciting because you can be anyone you want to be. I’d love to be part of a menacing duo with you, you know some Bonnie and Clyde shit. Going around robbing banks and rich people. We can take whatever the fuck we want! I’m your deadly sidekick whore! It get’s me so turned on when I pick a mark and reel them in. My panties get so wet knowing that some stupid husband who wants to fuck me is gonna meet his bloody end all because he thought I was gonna give him some of my pussy. Playing a part in our diabolical, sexy scene lets us break any and all the rules and that’s where you come in, with your knife to his throat and gun on your hip. You’re ready to slit his throat and drain every drop of blood from his body, even though his dick is still hard. It doesn’t matter how much he begs. He should have thought about his stupid cunt wife and brats before ever thinking he could fuck me. It turns us both on so goddamn much to see him bleed out right there trying to speak, that you need to shove your cock in my sticky slit and let the murderous cum flow into me from your dick. Pound my sick slit hard while this motherfucker takes his last breath! We’re all wrapped up in a killer psycho rampage and gut anyone who stands in our way. Let’s fuck up some more assholes and their families who have something for us to take. See, the parts we play in this sex-fueled murder shit is hot as hell! We can be anyone and do anything.

Knife Play Phone Sex with Me Leaves You without a Dick and Dead Sometimes Too

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex with me may end your life or leave you dickless. So, consider yourself warned. I am not your typical girl. No girl on a snuff site is. When you call a sadistic bitch like me you best not be looking for a normal fuck call. Those I never do. Never. Most guys follow my rules on my phone sex line and in my personal life. However, there will always be those self-entitled assholes who think that because they paid you for a service they can do as they please.

Take Mike for example. He hired me to castrate him. But he got cold feet and thought he could fuck me instead. Why in the world would I ever fuck a man who knows his cock cannot do anything for a woman. If you want me to castrate you, I will not fuck you. If you do not think you are worthy, why should I?

He paid me $10,000 for castration phone sex. Just this was real life, not my phone life. But when he met me, he got a boner. I guess he likes Goth babes. But not my problem. I would not refund him. And I told him no refunds when he paid me. So, this idiot tried to force himself on me. But no man ever catches me off guard. I have eyes in the back of my head. Plus, I’m always strapped with a knife or two.

If You Pay Me for Castration, You Can Never Fuck Me Before You Lose Your Balls

When he tackled me to the ground, I kneed him in his balls. Made him cry like a bitch. That was enough time for me to regain control. My knife sliced his leg to hobble him. Mike was a big boy. Not tall but fat. He could have squashed me. But he did not because I am a swift thinker and always prepared. I strapped him down on the floor, tying him to the table and coffee table legs. Then I stripped him and did the job he paid me to do. But first I kicked him in the balls several times. Hard too.

I took his cock and balls. Shoved both in his mouth, pinched his nose and suffocated him. Yes, he got snuff sex and castration. Maybe not a bonus for him, but a bonus for me.

The more Torture sex, the more power you gain

Torture sexTorture sex with the purest virgin is the ultimate sacrifice to our dark lord Satan. My Master always says to get the attention of the almighty Satan you have to go all out. Not only does he fuck and torture me for hours on end but he also picks out a sweet little thing to join us. She is lucky to be released to Satan, I’ve been dreaming of the day when I can feel his burning cock deep in me forever.

Household pets and small animals are not enough to satisfy the great beast. The best way is to create intense suffering and indulge in every lustful desire. I am expected to perform all sorts of degrading acts with Master’s followers and the offerings they bring. I am fucked by all kinds of cocks and tortured as if we are in the dark ages.

I am the opening act, after my performance, the virgin sacrifice is dragged in, kicking and screaming. My Master likes to snuff them out in all sorts of ways but his favorite recently is beheading. He told me they are aware for a while before they go to hell. He likes to shove his cock in their mouths and really give them a skull fucking right before lights out. I hope I succumb to my death with the most extreme Blasphemy sex!

 

Gothic Phone Sex Season Has Arrived and I am Ready to Kill

gothic phone sexGothic phone sex season has arrived. And no one is more excited than me. The spooky season makes it so much easier to kidnap people and do very bad things to them. Lots of costume parties and drunk men and women makes finding prey easier. And I am all prepared with my costumes and knives to blend in as Halloween festivities approach.

I am committed to killing at least one person a day until November 1st.  Last year I hit a record of 62 kills between September and October. However, this year I want to up that number.  And last night seemed like a perfect and bloody way to start snuff sex season. I found a drunk coed all dressed up like Harley Quinn. I guess some college bar in the next county over hosted an early costume party. But I blended in. Everyone thought I had dressed like Wednesday Addams. But this is my everyday look. I blend in during Halloween season.

Spooky Season Makes It Easier To Kill

When I saw this drunk bimbo coed stumbling out of the bar, I knew she was the one. Easy prey. The bitch tried to get into her car but put the key in the wrong car. I watched her for a few minutes before I pretended to be an off-duty Uber driver and got her in my car. Serial killer Ted Bundy inspired me. The back of my car has no door handles on the inside. However, this coed seemed too drunk to realize it. She passed out in the back seat before I got her to her final destination.

She did not weigh much, so I tossed her over my shoulder and carried her to my underground dungeon like a sack of potatoes. Tied her up, stripped her naked and waited for her to wake up. Killer phone sex is not fun for me if you sleep through it. She seemed disoriented and confused. So, I explained what a dumb cunt she had been. And then I sexually mutilated her tits, cunt and ass. Destroyed all her holes with very sharp knives. Eventually, I dismembered her slowly and fed her limb by limb to the wild animals behind my house.

No one will know where to look for her. Perhaps, no one will even miss her. But I know that no one will find her if the do miss the dumb cunt.