Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies

She Deserved it!

She was set to play an evil villain who would infiltrate the KKK. She would never be seen fully nude as she’d be married to a white man who was in on the plan as well. With her make-up and disguise fully done she participated in meetings and would often lead the rally’s against the niggers. The niggers knew her well by name, she had instilled the fire of fear into each and every one of them.
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There was a rally being held in honor of the niggers that had just been shot and killed right outside of town. Just as she entered someone brushed up against her and forced her wig to get caught on the tent’s hook. Her nigger hair popped right out and she was exposed for the traitor she was to everyone, even the niggers out back watching. The massive group of cheering white people, quickly turned into an angry mob. They crowded around and lifted her, passing her body to the center and taking off her clothes along the way.

She was fully nude by the time she got to the stage, each man of the clan fucked her slave pussy hard and whipped her with each stroke. She was all bloodied by the time the last member came to shove his big white cock inside her. No whip in hand, he strangled her until he was ready to bust his giant load inside her. She surely would’ve been pregnant if he hadn’t strangled her to death.

They left her dead body laying there as they exited the building. The niggers who were watching came inside to get their taste of her dead but juicy pussy. They opened her legs and her pussy squirted cum right onto them. With a big black cock one of them went right into her pussy, shoving his huge dick all inside the Klan’s nut. Grabbing onto her big tits he pushed his cum right inside her dead pussy. One by one they filled her dead pussy right there on the stage, she deserved no better for dishonoring them both.

You’ll love this experience!

evil phone sexThink about all the senses we have…touch, taste, hearing, smell, and sight, of course. Now imagine what I am experiencing myself right now. I hear it, it covers the floor, it is smeared across your body and mine, and it sounds so very sticky. I love the way it feels, still warm, sticky and innocent. It smells like sex in here, and the unmistakable smell of a penny. You can even taste it in the air, that faint touch of copper. Do you know what I see? Our very special masterpiece strung across the floor, no long bearing those perfect innocent tits, or that sweet virgin pussy. She lies there with more blood and cum on her that she would ever want anyone to see her in. But we love to see what we have done, love all the sensations of the blood, and feel the urge we had finally satisfied, both of them. Not only did she spill her blood for us but she made sure to please your cock over and over again, in hopes we would set her free. Until she realized she was only getting out of this one way… and that way was not her ideal choice. She started to reallllly lose it then, though, I had to teach her who was in charge – got a little cum of my own out of that little charade. Most people would feel remorse, but I only want to feel her blood, and remember the look on her face as we started to slowly torture this no longer innocent girl. She didn’t stand a chance, cumming on your cock as I cut her over and over again, blood and tears covering her slowly. I know her already tight pussy tightens every time she gets a new slash, soon she will have the ideal mixture of cum, tears and blood. And what better way to give her a proper goodbye to the world as she tastes it all in her mouth, choking her on your cock covered in her juices, blood, tears and cum and all as her life slowly drifts away.

It’s A Blizzard Blood Bath

bloody phone sex blizzardAnd there it was just as pretty as a picture. A gift left there just for me. The car was red, blood red. Stranded in the middle of the blizzard. Not a soul in sight. How much better then that can you get?

There wasn’t much snow accumulated on the hood, no tire tracks next to the car. This meant two things, it hadn’t been there long and no one had come along to help. Either the occupant was still in the car or not far up the road yet. My cunt was dripping as I approached the car. I could see the fog on the windows which told me the occupant or occupants were still in there.

Now my nipples were getting hard and my heart was beating faster with anticipation. I knocked on the window and when it came down my eyes took in the young couple, so grateful someone had come along. She was a little bit of a thing, I would guess 95 pounds soaking wet and he wasn’t much more.

I took out my gun locked and loaded and pointed it at his temple. “Get out of the car both of you and don’t try anything stupid, I really don’t want to shoot you right here.”

I don’t know if the shaking is from the cold or fear but it makes no difference to me. What is going to happen will happen.

“Take off all your clothes NOW! You may leave on your snow boots and socks and your underwear, that is all. UNDERSTAND?” With shaking hands they comply and the shivering increases to my delight.

“Now you have exactly five minutes to get as far a head of me as you can. I love hunting in the snow and you are my prey today. Your time starts NOW.”

Watching them stumble and run in the freezing cold, snow falling so hard now that I can’t see them after a minute or two. It’s all good, the poor visibility will make this more fun. I make sure my gun is loaded and I start thinking about their blood pouring out onto the lily white snow, I am cumming already and I haven’t even started the hunt. bloody phone sex karma

Hunting on a Snowy Night

bloody phone sex knife playI love winter, blizzards especially. Why? Because snowy, wet, cold woods makes a much better hunting ground. First, it slows your prey down. A blizzard is not only harder to run in, but the cold slows your victim down, makes it harder to fight. Second, you can track your victim better. Stupid prey all scared and panicky, are never as smart as Danny from The Shining. They never think to cover their tracks. Third, blood looks better in the snow. You can savor your kill, get off more intensely when you see that crimson red mixed in with the stark white. The juxtaposition makes my cunt drip every time. And the final reason, I prefer to hunt in a blizzard, is it acts as a freezer, slowing down decomposition. You see what happens is, the body freezes, stays intact for quite awhile, this allows me to visit my crime scene and get off a few more times at my handy work. I just leave a marker so I can find the site again in case the storm covers my kill. It also helps elude detection. The wild life either gets the body, leaving no identifiable remains, or the first thaw the body turns to complete mush , getting rid of any DNA evidence. I’d live in Alaska if it wasn’t for the fact that  there just aren’t many people per capita there.

snuff phone sex bloody killLast weekend, I hunted in the blizzard we had. It was impromptu, but I have had my eye on this chubby little coed twit that frequents my Starbucks. She is constantly being snotty, bitchy and demanding. Way too young, and way too plain to be so self entitled.  The snow was coming down hard, it was getting dark, so I followed her in my car, ran her off the road by the woods.  When she saw my big ass knife she started running. I knew she wouldn’t get far, they never do. I caught up to the stupid whore, held my knife to her throat, forced her to undress so I could watch her run naked in the cold. Then I stalked her some more. My adrenaline was keeping me warm, I’m sure hers was too. But like all prey, they run out of energy, give up. She fell to the ground screaming and begging for mercy. Her skin turning purple from the cold. I taunted her. Circled her like a wolf does his dinner. Informed her she would not be missed.

I then slit her throat and watched the blood and life run out of her. It was the humane thing to do. A much quicker death than hypothermia.  I got so hot watching the blood seep into the snow, watching snow fall on her body and mix with her hot blood.  I stood there watching her die, watching the ground underneath me turn into a crimson sea. I drew a heart  with her blood in the snow. A sign of respect for being such a fun kill.

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Women Wanted for Snuff Porn: Be Prepared to Die

snuff porn mommy tortureMy master instructed me to get three of my prettiest girlfriends together and come to his warehouse for a special party. I was so excited because normally I am alone in his warehouse being beaten and humiliated, not partying with my besties. I should have known better. Master is not a benevolent sort. As soon as I arrived, we were all shoved in cages. Master had a female accomplice this time. The warehouse was set up with camera equipment, this was a first.

I looked at my friends, apologized. I had no idea what was in store for us. “Snuff porn,” master said.  I brought my girlfriends to their death I feared. I screamed, yelled, pleaded for their mercy. But one by one, he plucked them from their cages and forced me to watch as he killed my friends. Tortured, mutilated and snuffed out, the only female friends I had.

Sandy was first. A sweet innocent soccer mom. Unlike me, she never fucked her offspring. She was a bored trophy wife who thought we were going dancing and drinking. And now she was tied to chair being fucked by a big sharp knife. The knife slid in and out of her pussy, shredding her vaginal wall. Blood poured out between her legs. She was screaming in pain. Master put the knife in her ass, she screamed even more. His accomplice was filming her being gutted. I was screaming for her. Master didn’t care. He wanted it real. There was nothing more real than her pain, her tears, her blood, her death. He shoved the knife in her face, killing her.

snuff porn bloody sexCindy got strapped down to a table and cut a thousand times. Shoved a knife in her stomach, split her open like an animal. Her insides spilled out on the table. I threw up at the sight. I brought my friend to her death. I brought them all to their death. She died looking at me. Joy was the last pulled from her cage. Master put her in a box, slit her throat  and filmed her bleeding out. He completely drained her while the camera caught the life literally running out of her. He then jacked off on her bloody, lifeless tits.

I thought I was the next to die. I was not so lucky. Master has other plans for me. I am to bring him girls for his snuff porn films. Every week I bring him at least one girl to kill and I get to live. A lot of women are going to die because of me. Better them than me.

Indigodone HCL

Medical fetish phone sexIn honor of National Pharmacist Day I have decided to turn myself into a drug.  Wouldn’t that be fantastic? Me? A drug? I think so and what is a drug without a commercial. Without further ado I give you Indigodone HCL.

If you have experienced Pissing me off, giving me dirty looks, talking about me behind my back, being a full on cunt, being annoying, being worthless, or I just straight up do not like you for no reason in particular, then you should talk to me about Indigodone HCL. 

When taking Indigodone HCL it is important to know the risks.  Side effects have been reported which include: Sudden onset of stab wounds, burn marks, evisceration, beheading, torture, ligature marks, hemorrhaging from your genital areas, forced penetration, widening of your asshole, widening of your cunt, grotesque mutilation, abuse of a corpse, being brutally violated with something sharp, head injuries, and psychological breaks.  In extreme cases death has occurred…who am I kidding, death always occurs.

In a double blind study where those given Indigodone HCL experienced traumatic deaths.  Those who were given a placebo were grateful to survive.

Do not take Indigodone HCL if you are: Pregnant, planning on becoming Pregnant, ever thought of being Pregnant, sat next to a Pregnant woman on a bus, walked past the Maternity section in a store, or asked someone their due date only to find out that they are not pregnant…awkward.

Indigodone HCL is not available over the counter, or in any store.  If you think you would like to try Indigodone HCL then you are one crazy son of a bitch. 

Killer Phone Sex Reagan * Pop Your Fucking Pills

Killer Phone Sex ReaganI decided to celebrate National Pharmacist Day with a Killer Phone Sex blog, dedicated to snuffing out those pricks. Those assholes don’t deserve their own day. Have you seen the prices of pills now a days? Fuck that. I know what I am gonna do this January 12th, I am gonna fuck up my pharmacist. The corner drug store is ran by some old stupid fuck in a white coat. I take some pretty dam strong psychotropics, and they are not cheap. One time he put the wrong damn pills in the bottle! I got so fucking sick from his ignorance, and I have been waiting for the right time to pay him back for his stupidity. This will be the perfect day to give him a taste of his own medicine!Killer Phone Sex ReaganHe normally works way past closing, and I know how to get into the store after hours. I sat in the shadows and waited till he was filling pill bottles. I jumped him from behind and hit him pretty dam hard on the back of the head. I laughed as I watched him struggle to stay on his feet. Once he was down I straddled his chest and bound his arms and legs. Then I put a metal gag in his mouth, forcing it open. Waiting for him to regain consciousness, I gathered up a few of his bottles of pills and got them ready. Don’t you love these Murder Phone Sex Fantasies? Once his eyes opened he struggled of course, but to no avail. I just laughed as I read each label and dumped bottle after bottle down his throat. He could not speak well with the metal claws holding his jaws open. But of course I cold make out a few words like “Please, No, Please, No”. I just had so many colorful pills to choose from! It was a rainbow! And since I am such a nice gal, I made sure he had plenty of booze to wash it down with! Funny thing is, once he was gone I was not sure if it was the pills he overdosed on, or just choking on his own vomit?Killer Phone Sex Reagan

Snow Storm

snuff porn stormIts cold outside. And I have to admit. I do have one thing I love to do when it is frozen and cold. I love to visit this little lake in the woods. It has to be the PERFECT weather. When it is icy cold AND going to freeze overnight. That is when it is perfect. I have been waiting for months for the perfect storm! Waiting for the weather to to be warm enough in the day to melt the ice. BUT cold enough at night to freeze it over. So I was SUPER excited today when I saw the weather. I have a list of possible victims for just this occasion! But I already knew who I was going to take. There is this little bitch down the street. She thinks she is all that. And she is always saying, “That is so hot” or “Isn’t that hot” Every fucking sentence. I would just ignore her, but she is my local rep to order parts for the store. I have to talk to her several times a day. And I just can’t take it anymore. I called my friend Ryan over. I snatched the little slut right from her bed. I let Ryan have fun with her first. Ryan beat her. Then fucked EVERY single hole. She was crying and begging for him to stop, but that just turned him on more! I loved watching Ryan rip her open! And when he was done…it was my turn. I drug her out to the lake. I placed her neck deep in the water. And waited. The cold water turned her lips blue. And they swelled up. She looked so pretty. The paler she got. The wetter I got. I watched all night as she slowly froze to death. As the pleas turned to whimpers. As she froze. Her tears looked like frozen water flowing down her checks. So pretty. It was so pretty Ryan had to stroke off one last time looking at her. The last thing she will ever know… is she is dying while cum is poring over her. I love it!

Venus’s Super Virus to Cleanse the World of Assholes

evil phone sex taboo goth girlEvery day I hear something about some self entitled asshole shooting an innocent person, or taking his family with him because he is too much of a sorry ass loser to just take his own worthless life. I hate people, not all, but most. It’s because most of society thinks the world revolves around them; that they are entitled to shit without working for it; that they can do whatever the fuck they want to whomever they want and the rules don’t apply to them. These are the useless folks I want to snuff out. Hitler was on to something with his gas chambers and ovens to eradicate big groups of people. He just targeted the wrong people.

medical fetish phone sex evil sexSo my evil mind has been thinking up super viruses. Much like Nazi pseudo science, my virus would be torturous and deadly, and designed to eradicate large populations of people, namely worthless pricks and useless cunts, otherwise known as assholes . I have an evil accomplice who is a biologist. We have been playing in his lab, creating the perfect super virus, one that recognizes folks with the “arsehole gene” which leads to the creation of an asshole. Our super virus will only kill folks who carry the arsehole gene. When this virus finds a host  carrying the gene, it will attach itself, mutate and kill. And not kill as in a heart attack, but kill as in completely exterminate. Carriers of the areshole gene will  be infected with a deadly virus that literally eats their bodies from the inside out. Internal organs will eviscerate; skin will turn carcinogenic;  and before long the asshole or future asshole, will be a pile of melted flesh and bones. Because it is a designer virus, it will resemble Ebola or Bird Flu, making it hard for the medical community to recognize that this is a man made virus designed for a sort of ethnic cleansing.

medical fetish phone sex snuffThe only way to ensure the well being of everyone is to rid the world of assholes. If you are an asshole, get your affairs together now, because you won’t be able to hide from my virus. Or just call me and have me snuff you out before hand in a swifter, less agonizing way. If you know an asshole and you need them gone before my super virus is perfected, call me to be your nasty accomplice. Killing assholes is much more fun with a sick twisted bitch. Let’s just say I really enjoy getting rid of garbage.

A tortured night

 Nothing is drive my desire than unbridled sex. I get off more with a good dead stiff.  I used to cruise the scanner looking for perfect accident scenes where I could catch a glimpse of a dead fuck.  As time passed my mind became more creative and  needed my own fix .  I wanted to see what it was like to have someone die by my own hands.  So I plotted and thought out the most despicable plan to torture my victims.sex with dead bodies

 it started off I would cruise around looking for lost souls that needed warmth and guidance. When I had them in my grasp I through my plan into action.  I would drug them till they were floating in and out of conciseness where they were just of the brink of going into the light.  That’s when I could just push them over the edge with a injection of sodium chloride and continue on my feat.  

Do you think you can hold up to my desires of drunken dead men and rough sex?  Come join me in my journey of sex with dead bodies.