Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies

Gangbang rape porn made me do it!


Ganbang rape pornGangbang rape porn made me do it! I have been watching some really nasty blood orgy shit these last couple of weeks. Shout Out to Michael L. The sickest porn dealer around! My daddy married a new whore during the summer and I hate her so much. All I have been doing is stroking my cunt and thinking of ways to kill her. But I don’t want it to be simple or painless. Torture is on my agenda for this stupid harlot. She is only eight years older than me and a complete idiot! She once had a brush with death while brushing her teeth. I think she mistook the rat poison for toothpaste again! I have no clue how that happened! I plead the fifth! Total Bratz Doll status symbol bitch.

God damn I hate her so much!

Gangbang Rape porn step mommy Kill!

I told my mommy how much hotter she was and how much of a loser daddy is for dating trash. I confided in my own mother that I wish we would fall down the stairs or worse. My mother laughed and said she would probably drown herself in the bathtub and for me not to worry. Mommy did wish out loud someone would pop her fake ass tits though. The more ass rape porn and snuff I watched your little snuff whore did simmer on my mommys thoughts, I knew just how I would kill my step mom.ass rape porn

First I need some sexy Cocks to break in the house and fuck her brains out. Make her pass out on that cock and put her in the bathtub for easy clean up. I can’t wait to hold her head under water after I have sliced her silicones out of her breasts! The plan is set and soon daddy will be a widow and all mine again!

Gas Station Knife Play Phone Sex

Knife play phone sex

I love knife play phone sex so much that I grab a new blade every chance I can get.  Can’t have fun with knives if you don’t have a shit ton of them, that’s what I always say.  I think my favorite blades to buy are gas station knives.  No, they’re not of a high quality or better at cutting than other knives.  In fact, they’re usually trash.  That’s why I like them.  They’re flashy, gaudy and dumb looking just like the dumb fuck pigs I poke, slice and cut with them.

You’ve seen them, they’re everywhere; guys who look like a walking, talking gas station knife.  Trendy haircut, sharply trimmed beard, usually wearing some sort of MMA or booze branded shirt.  Those are the ones, human gas station knives polluting my air with their noxious gasses and vile noises.  They’re easy to hunt, you can hear their call from miles away.  “Yo!  Let’s go!” they bellow as they bounce around from bar to bar with their shit head buddies looking for any sexy little slit they can find to pay them an ounce of attention.  I have a slit for them, right across their muscle bound throats.

They love a slutty looking chick who has a craving for cum sparkling in her eyes.  I can do that really well.  I am, indeed, slutty by nature and love a good blast of jizz shot deep in my cooch, but only when I like the guy.  No one can like these sentient Monster energy drink cans, they’re vapid, hollow and have little goals other than getting wasted and drained.  They’re some of my favorite targets, even more so than the little sluts they pursue.  Cutting them up with a cheap and barely sharpened gas station knife makes for really bloody phone sex.  Listen… I think I can hear one now.

 

Killer Phone Sex Accomplice Cass Helps You With Problems

killer phone sexDo you have killer phone sex fantasies? I helped a guy get rid of a problem the other day. He got this girl at an auction. The kind of auction I use to be sold at. I know my way around the sex trade. I was sold and bought so many times, that I lost tract. Most girls on the sex trafficking circuit go missing and no one ever looks for them. Sure, traffickers sometimes take girls that are missed. But that is usually for one paying client. Like a super-rich guy with all the money in the world who wants a shiny new Lolita doll for his own personal use. He can hide her forever in plain sight. Most of the sex circuit girls, however, are runaways, street prostitutes and junkies no one ever misses. This guy had a girl everyone was looking for. He knocked her up too. She was a young teen girl he thought was a junkie whore. She was turned into that by a Mexican cartel who stole her from some fancy resort where she was vacationing with her family. He got her for a steal because she was strung out. When he saw her on the national news, he freaked out and called me. He needed an accomplice phone sex partner. She had to disappear. She cannot have his baby. He will be charged with her kidnapping and many other things. He was too squeamish to kill her. The rich men usually are. I did not want to kill her either, but he paid me and I desperately needed the money. I took a page from my former master’s handbook. I gave her a fatal shot of Fentanyl.  Then, I chopped her up into pieces and disposed of the parts to the bears. No trace of her will be found. He had a lot of fun with her while she was alive, but I told him I would get him a new toy. Guys into teen rape porn stars need me. I can get them fresh meat and I can get rid of it too when it spoils.

Snuff Phone Sex is Therapeutic for Us Both

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is on the rise. I look at this as therapeutic for us both. We can fantasize about killing anyone. I am a stone cold killer who never has remorse, but if I had my druthers, I would be murdering stupid cunts all day long. I would be removing the manhood of men too all damn day. I stay undetected because I kill less than I want. This kind of snuff line helps me too with my murderous impulses. If you went to a regular therapist for your wicked fantasies, that therapist might commit you to some insane asylum or report you to the police as a harm to yourself or others. Not me. I think your snuff sex fantasies are normal and healthy. I will help you explore them. I will help you act on your murderous rage too because I share that rage. Not a day goes by that I do not want to kill someone, many someones. I like to think we can help each other out. Maybe even trade murders to stay undetected. I swapped kills with this chick just last week. She came to me with a man problem. I had one too. The problem was we were both too close to our intended victims to not come under suspicion for their disappearances. Now, when I kill, I leave no trace. No body, no proof of a crime. But I do not like being under the radar at all, so I do not kill where I piss and shit. This chick has an abusive ex-boyfriend who pays no mind to his restraining order. I have a stalker who will not take no for an answer. I made her a deal. She kills my problem while I have an air tight alibi, and I do the same for her. I kill for any reason. The truth is, I like killer phone sex. Who can I kill for you?

Told my mom about uncle having Sex with dead bodies

I didn’t think my mom knew about my uncle having Sex with dead bodies, but i found out she was the first one to see him fuck a corpse. I told her about what her brother was doing and with fear in her eyes she told me so many stories of what he did to her. Like beating her before he ripped her holes open when she was in elementary. She told me he used her just like he uses me to find young victims. She told me all the details I know, how he ties them up and rips their clothes all off. Once naked he will choke them until they pass out just to see the fear in their eyes, before he fulfills his Rape phone sex fantasies with any of their little holes. Once they wake up from the pounding he is giving them. He will tie a rope around their neck and pull on it as they get torture fucked. My uncle loves feeling their body shake and fight against his hard dick when he is deep inside them. Mom said as soon as her brother felt their body stop moving, he started filling them up with all his cum. After he pulls out he makes sure they will never wake up by gutting them open. That is why mom says she was his accomplice until she could get away and I had to as well. That was the last time mom and I talked.

Sex with dead bodies

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Should Be Explored

killer phone sexDo you have killer phone sex fantasies? I know I do. I grew up too late for the golden age of the hitch hiker. I think it would have been hot to hike across the US trading my fuck holes for grass. My luck, however, I would have gotten into a car with Ted Bundy and ended up murdered, be-headed and buried in a state forest somewhere in Washington state. I think, however, my fascination with the serial killers of the 70s and 80s, made me have these killer fantasies. The thought of being violently attacked while hitchhiking has always made my cunt wet. I know. I am a sick bitch. My fantasies run dark. Sometimes, lovers will engage a dark fantasy with me, but most times I am too dark even for violent snuff porn dudes. I do not know if it is all the coke I do, or just my nature to be violent and crave violence. It does not matter why I am so dark and twisted. It only matters that we get off to my twisted fantasies. I had a caller last night who indulged me in a hitchhiking / murder fantasy. He picked me up hitchhiking along a country road. I thought he looked nice and wrongly assumed that he was safe. We got high in the car, then he snapped. Hit me so hard I passed out. I woke up bound and gagged in a cabin in the woods. The guy I thought was a nice man, had a bunch of men in the cabin and they all had rape phone sex fantasies for the stupid hitchhiking whore. I had a killer headache from the blow to the head. I was dizzy and out of it, but they did not care. I was not going to live. They were fucking me before they killed me. I was pretty much passed out when they started dismembering me. They fed my remains to the coyotes. It was a dark fantasy, but one that drenched my pussy.

Gangbang Rape Porn Home Theater

Gangbang rape porn

My most prized pieces of pornography are my old 32mm reels of homemade gangbang rape porn.  I’ll never sell them to anyone for any amount of money, they’re priceless to me.  If you want to see them, you’ll have to come by my place and watch them with me, otherwise you can fuck off.  These things are gash slashing gold, there’s nothing like them out on the internet today, except for maybe the black market on the dark web.  My classic, torture and blood filled fuck flicks are one of a kind and I’ll never get rid of them no matter what.

If you just want to see some butt slut get slapped around by a bunch of assholes or jack off to a fine little fuck pig getting pummeled by a pack of fat guys with huge cocks then I’ll just direct you to any number of the free hardcore porn sites.  You can see a pussy vessel do just about anything you want without paying a penny on the web, you don’t need, and probably can’t handle, my harrowing fuck flicks.  These kidnapped bitches aren’t acting and neither are the men that are fucking the life out of them.

Unscripted screaming, impromptu multiple penetrations, flayed flesh on the fly and gallons and gallons of blood.  If that’s what you want to beat your meat to then we’ll set up a time for you to swing by and check out my shit.  I’ve been wanting to get my projector out anyway, we can make a night of it.  Just a warning; some of these sluts aren’t alive at the end of the flick.  Hell some of them bleed out halfway through it and you get to see a bunch of guys have sex with dead bodies for a while then fill those fuckable corpses full of cum.  Don’t ask me if you can “just buy one” when we’re done, I’m not selling you a goddamned thing except a ghoulishly good time.  Sound agreeable to you?  Just remember to bring cash, I don’t operate a free porn theater, friend-o.  And I hope you aren’t expecting any popcorn, this isn’t that kind of show. 

 

Torture sex gave me my first kill

After seeing my uncle have so much Torture sex i knew i had to get away. Being my uncle’s accomplice was getting old. I wanted to do my own thing. I was tired of taking orders. I ran away and got picked up in the next town over. I knew was a sicko by the way he looked at my teen body and how he would grab his cock and licked his lips. Ge pulled off to a truck stop and told me he needed rest. I went to the backseat and closed my eyes for a bit, I made sure to sleep with my knife under me. I woke up to him on top of me ripping my panties off. I couldn’t move because of the weight of his body on top of me. He ripped my asshole open as he shoved his cock deep inside me. He kept fucking me hard as i screamed that i was going to kill him. He laughed and kept fucking me.

Torture sex

I finally got my hand free and put the knife to his throat. He pulled his bloody hard cock out my ass and pleaded. Saying he was just sick and ill and it isn’t his fault. I told him he was just a pig like my uncle and with one swift move sliced his cock off. He screamed and that is when I sliced his throat too. I shoved his cock in his mouth and cleaned myself up and took anything of value. That is what he gets for using me for his Rape phone sex fantasies.

The worse date ever

bloody phone sex

We matched! What a handsome guy I thought, looking at the notification on my screen. I alre dy knew he was because we took some classes together and he was really popular. ,I sho ld have known it was too good to be true. The gu  never even gave me a second look and made fun of my lack of curves. It did ‘t stop me from thinking maybe he had changed his standards and would give this slim girl with the crooked nose a chance. Call i  low self-esteem all you want, but when you live in a city that’s as fickle as the south beach, you know damn well that looks matter, but also, things are everchanging.  We ch ted for days, and he invited me over. I thou ht he was joking about his fascination withth bloody phone sex. When w  had our first date, he showed me tons of videos of snuff stuff. I thou ht he was pulling my leg, but then he cornered me and told me to get ready to bleed. All his friends wanted a piece of me.

Snuff Porn is What I Love to Watch and Make

snuff pornI love snuff porn. Do you? I am not the kind of girl who watches sappy ass flicks like The Notebook or The Titanic.  Just not who I am. I love violence and gore. When I was a young girl, I was not watching Disney movies like most girls my age. I was not into cartoons or wholesome family entertainment. I inherited my grandfather’s sick perversions. I have the serial killer gene. My grandfather helped me nourish it too. I am not the typical serial killer though thanks to my grandfather. I do not harm animals. I do not have a type other than a breathing human being. I do not have a dump site like most serial killers. I do not even have the same method of operation that often links unsolved murders to an identifiable serial killer. My grandpa trained me to stay under the radar. I am a serial killer phone sex bitch that no one knows about yet because I kill under the radar. Things I learned as a schoolgirl from my grandpa included never killing someone that I had a personal beef with, or at least a beef with that could be traced. Never kill in my backyard. Never kill the same person repeatedly. Never kill the same way twice so a pattern can be identified and never leave a body to be found. My grandpa had to clean up my botched first kills. That was when he took me under his wing to teach me how to be a well oiled killing machine. I am sort of like a female Dexter. I know how to clean up DNA and leave no trace of a body. But I do not just kill bad people. I kill anyone who annoys me or pisses me off, or I kill out of convenience. I am a natural born killer though. Snuff phone sex comes easy to me, but if not for my grandpa, I may have been caught ions ago. Everyone needs a mentor. Let me be yours.