Category: Killer phone sex

Bloody Phone Sex Surprise

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex was not on my agenda, but sometimes life gives you a sign. A fucking little girl knocked on my door. There is a worldwide pandemic going on and this little cunt knocks on my door selling cookies. I told her to come in. I wasn’t buying her cookies. I was buying her cunt. No, technically, I was taking her cunt. I came back with a chloroformed pair of panties. I was bigger, stronger and meaner than that little scout bitch. She passed out quickly. I had been planning a Postmates delivery of wine, but I would much rather drink the blood of a little girl. Did you know that the younger the person is the sweeter the blood tastes? If I have a choice, I will drink young girl blood daily. It is rich in essential vitamins. While my little windfall was passed out, I dumped her in the tub. I started to exsanguinate her slowly. I was in the tub with her because I planned on bathing in her blood. My kind of a special blood bath. I put little cuts on all her major arteries, and she filled my tub with her blood like a faucet. I had my wine glass with me. I dipped it into the blood filling up in the tub and sipped on my favorite drink, young girl blood. She was awake, but weak from blood loss. I was covered in her sweet and sticky blood. I drank her blood and masturbated as she was taking her lasts breaths. She was too weak to fight me. Too weak to even question me. I am sure it felt like being trapped in a horror movie. I was not planning on making snuff movies today, but the little slut came to me. It was fate.

Violent Phone Sex Jezabel

I’m Jezebel, an “Angel of Death” and depravity. A true snuff porn fanatic and sometimes accomplice to the men in power who make theses dark web streams.
Preying on our next sweet morsel is what gets me going, thinking of cutting up our little brats for some “Little Brat Soup”. BLOOD and torture are the only things that puts a smile on my face. I want a sweet thang in pain and begging for mercy. My cunt wants to smoother little faces as you rip them apart! The younger the better. I want your cock fucking them until they are cold and lifeless under you. And still You need to keep going. I am dark and deviant and Taboo phone sex is where you can let out all your demons and be who you really are. I know what gets your cock hard, watching me tear a little orphan girl to pieces and letting you and your buddies fuck her to death! Babysitter to crack whores in our town where girls, and boys go missing all the time, most likely they end up in my meat grinder or oven to be fed to the homeless.
This deviant slut is no means a vanilla bitch! I have two very distinct sides to my dark soul, one is tearing young flesh apart, and making sure no hole goes without being gaped and bloody.
My Violent side is pure killer and torture for men who deserve it! I don’t know if you can handle this part of me. I want to break you, slice off your cock, piece by piece and dismember you like we do those girls. Ass rape porn with you as the star!
Now You have found a willing and more than able slut to satisfy all those deep and dark, hidden desires you have tried so hard to ignore.

Jezabel,
Your oh so willing accomplice and Murder whore!

 

Torture Phone Sex For Frustrated Sadists

It’s really unfortunate, for me anyway, that guys love to have torture phone sex with a stuck up useless bimbo like me. I’m always representative of the bitch that shot you down. I’m the girl you tried approaching at the club that looked at you, accepted your free drink then laughed at you. The slut that slept around but rejected you. I’m the bimbo that thinks she is better than you and even dumped your drink on you to get her own jollies off with her girlfriends and jock boyfriends in tow. You know me, and you know all those pent up issues and needs you have. You just want to stalk me and corner me to take what you deserve from me. You force me to do things with you while you threaten my life and even take my life while taking me just how you wish to fuck me. Nothing more satisfying than the forced fucking while you beat me to death. You strangle me as you fuck the shit out of me and keep me from screaming by shoving my own panties in my mouth. Isn’t that what you desire? Maybe take me to a friends place and let a bunch of cracked out niggers have their way with me after your done and you collect a small bit of cash for the goods.

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Killer Phone Sex Fantasies are Theraputic

killer phone sexIn a time of a pandemic, killer phone sex fantasies are therapeutic. He wanted to kill a bitch. That bitch was me. I had not done anything to piss him off. Hell, I didn’t even know him.  I was a victim of circumstance. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He grabbed me as I was going to my car after a supply run. I was screaming in the trunk, but my city is a ghost town at night. No one heard me and if they did, they wouldn’t have come close enough to me to help because everyone is so afraid of this damn virus. I was in the trunk 32 minutes according to my watch. I planned on fighting when I got out of the trunk, but that didn’t go as planned. He punched me in the face, which knocked me out. I woke up in a coffin. Not just any coffin either. A coffin full of blood. A coffin with my name on it. Maybe, I was not as random as I thought. What the fuck. Seriously, what the fuck. I was kidnapped for some sort of horror snuff porn.  He just kept yelling at me like I represented everything that was wrong with his life. I tried to talk my way out of it, but he slit my throat just to shut me up. Blood was spurting from the slit in my throat. He gazed in excitement as I choked on the blood spraying out my throat wound. He took that opportunity to throat fuck me. He used the hole in my throat to get off. I choked and gagged on my blood and his cum. It was not over quickly enough. Maybe I can help you feel better about the state of the world too.

Unholy Work

Blasphemy phone sexMy Master does all of his work for the dark lord. Each innocent soul we corrupt, destroy or completely purge from the Earth is a sacrifice granting us more power and favor. Nothing is more satisfying then snuffing out another stupid bitch to feel the rush of power surge through me. It’s so arousing no wonder Master always seems insatiable. I’ve gotten used to the screams, sounds and grotesque surroundings that I feel at home in our temple. I’ve become a great disciple for his unholiness. One day when I get his sign I will gladly give my body over to him and he will take me on to become his bride. If I’m truly worthy I may even be fortunate enough to carry his seed. One day at a time, I suppose for now I must find more to corrupt or dispose of, depending on what will please my Master and the dark lord more at the time.

Evil Phone Sex Victim

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I was groomed for this victim lifestyle. I’ve been into it since I was a young girl and the more I experience predators, the deeper into it I am. Evil phone sex is like a playground for me and my like-minded lovers. Do you ever find yourself fantasizing about torturing, killing, brutalizing a sweet, innocent blonde like me? It’s okay if you do. I think it’s necessary to be honest about those desires and have some dark phone sex fun with a snuff slut. Do you like the sound of a whore crying while you stroke your sadistic cock? If so, then I’m your girl. I will plead and beg for you to stop and you’ll only get rougher with me won’t you? Do you ever just need to shout “shut the fuck up” to some dumb little cunt? Well, I welcome and encourage you to do so. That kind of verbal abuse only gets my cunt wetter for the rape fantasies the two of us are going to act out together. Imagine having your hands gripped around my throat as you pump my pussy and before you know it I’m gasping for my last breath and just as you’re about to cum, I’m gone.

Daddy’s Sweet Accomplice

Accomplice Phone SexDaddy had had a long-time feud with a guy in the next town, so he sent me to do what I do best. Seduce them and bring them to daddy for a little fun. I had been visiting this older gentleman for a few months now nut never let him touch me. I told him I was holding out for marriage. I knew he wouldn’t last long, and he proposed to which I quickly said of course. I told him my brother could marry us and we planned it for two days from now. No need to wait and he was longing for my juicy bald cunt. As we headed to my brothers who was really daddy’s friend’s house, I started rubbing his crotch and telling him all the naughty things I was going to do to him. We walked in and started to say our vows when daddy came around the corner and clocked him. The guy got up pissed, knowing he had been played and knowing daddy wasn’t going to be nice. He asked daddy if I could at least suck his dick before things started. Daddy shook his head and I got down on my knees and blew his big fat cock until he was shooting his load deep in my mouth. Daddy then lifted me up and dragged the guy to the next room. I heard screams and cries and very loud noises coming from that room, but I never saw that man again.

Lets slice her!

Her screams haunt me with pleasure. I have made many young girls scream. This one, however, is special. She is the one I think of when too long of a period has went by with no violent fun.

She was my first. Literally just for fun. Most girls that love kill, or torture started out doing it just to make some guy happy. I’m not that bitch. My very first time was solo, just for me. I can’t even tell you what was on my mind it was so incredibly fucking random. It wasn’t because I was pissed off or my feelings were hurt or because I had some underlying issues I hadn’t dealt with. It wasn’t even because I was bored. I can’t even say it was because I was horny because at that point in time, I had no clue that it would turn me on. I remember being so calm and just deciding I was going to do something new and different.

I think she was just lonely and wanted a friend. Just all chatty Kathy. I was shorter than her and slenderer. She probably could’ve kicked my ass if she had tried. She wasn’t afraid of me not one bit. However, she was afraid of my knife. I still have that same knife. It came out of the butcher block in my mom’s kitchen. It’s the one thing I cannot part with even though I know it’s a horrible idea to keep souvenirs.

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Anyways she still haunts me. Right now, while we are all kind of stuck at home with this stupid fucking coronavirus. She is the one I think of. Specifically, her screams. Though screams gave me the ultimate orgasm. I seriously fucking came without ever touching myself.
If I am honest out of all of my “experiences” she was the sloppiest the one that should’ve gotten me caught. I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing. Three years later I went back, after learning a whole lot more, and set fire to that entire area. There wasn’t much left of her except for a few random bones. Now the only thing left is the haunting of her screams. I can hear them so clearly, even now. It’s like beautiful music to my cunt….

It’s a Bloody Date

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I’m really nervous about talking to J. tonight. He’s into some very extreme kinds of knife and needle play. The last time that I saw him I wasn’t myself for weeks. When I told him that I was concerned about being pushed too hard he just told me that recovery wouldn’t be an issue after this session. I asked him what he meant and he told me that not everyone recovers every time. I knew right then that he planned on cutting into me in a fatal way. I can see him towering above me now. I will suffer while he dismantles me one last time.
I’ve been his bloody phone sex torture whore for some time now. I feel the warmth rushing through my skin. The need to bleed for him ignites my entire being. Hurt me, please. I’ll beg to take it. I’ll beg for his blades all the way down into my grave. I’ll take the deep twisted ways that he chooses to bleed me out. Can you imagine being the one that will drain my life completely? You better act quickly. My life now has an expiration date. Take me out and fulfill your dark needs now.

Master’s Evil Accomplice

Accomplice phone sexI stand by Master as he finishes his dark work, the red droplets slowly dripping into the dark puddle on the basement floor. For a long while the dripping is the only sound I heard, Master had stopped. He looked at me. I knew he wanted me to compliment his artwork, as I looked over the mangled and craved corpse. Master always has a way of turning gruesome scenes into artful offerings like the one before me. It wasn’t a surprise to me that his cock was rock hard, normally feeling the splatter of blood over his body does that to him. I think that is why my Master likes to work in the nude.  I smile remembering who she was before I had lured her to my Master, so naive, young a perfect offering to appease those that Master serves. He says it is they who keep him from being discovered. I have no choice but to believe him, there is no running away from him. He owns me and the only way out is through death. Any love he harbors for me is easy for him to look past. One day when I’m no longer young and pretty, I’ll become an offering too. Until then I am to do the bidding of his wicked whims and face his wrath at any slight failure. I’m his experiment, his play toy when he’s bored nothing more than a replaceable collectible of many.