Let me slice you into pieces and eat your soul. I get off on sex with dead bodies just as much as the next pervert. But I love to watch the aftermath of how I will get rid of your pathetic useless body. You deserve to be on a spit and roasted until the meat falls off your bones. Yes, Your cock will be inside me before I cook you, A nice post mortem boner, you will never feel my pussy in life, but after death, I will ride that cock until my cum rains down on you. I will glaze and marinate you and eat your fucking flesh. Gutted and your intestines thrown out for the vultures. Don’t fuck with me if you’re a vanilla man. I am only interested in death, rape phone sex fantasies, and blood and gore! How would you like to serve your Goth Queen today, Alive or In my crockpot? Make my pussy cum with your pathetic weakness, and fill my dark soul with death!
Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies
Caniballism and Sex with dead Bodies
Dirty Little Whore
Snuff sex is my destiny. I have accepted my fate. No matter what I do, I seem to land in the hands of bad men just like daddy. I was on Tinder the other night. I thought I could have random normal sex. I mean on Tinder I am anonymous. No one knows my history as a sex slave on Tinder. When Brandon came over to fuck, he was not what I expected. He was not who he said he was. He was not Brandon the 20 something college hunk looking to hook up for a night of fun. He was Mark, my master’s right-hand man. I had been duped. He set me up to fail and now he was punishing me. Actually, he was blackmailing me. He knew master would be pissed if I fucked anyone else, especially if I was fucking for pleasure. I am an owned slave. I fuck for the pleasure and profit of my master only. I had to let him do whatever he wanted to me or he would tell my master he catfished me. I would be dead if master would ever find out. I had no choice but to let Mark fuck my ass. He punished my ass so hard that it prolapsed. My little asshole was inside out. He pulled my hair, pissed in my mouth and fisted my cunt too. He said I deserved it. Maybe, I did.
Snuffing Out The Junkies is Hot
During these times people have become desperate for money and that makes it a lot easier for me and daddy to have a little fun. We find druggies on the street and offer them a little cash or drugs to come back and make a little video. They never even ask what kind of video, they are desperate. We grabbed a couple of them the other night and after we got them all fucked up, we started. They were dirty and unkept which made it all the hotter. We tied them up and daddy had his way. He didn’t go easy on this group either. He beat them with belts and straps until their skin was broke and blood ran down their bodies. And of course, he let me cut off their tits because that is my thing. For added excitement he used a cattle prod to ram up their dirty nappy pussies, making them scream and shake. It was glorious. My pussy was wet just watching. After torturing them some more he took out his knife and slit their throats as they twitched and gagged on their own blood. Daddy is a sick man so he made sure to get that video camera right up to their faces so he could capture their very last breaths. It was so fucking hot I can’t wait to do it again.
Bloody Easter
Master says everyone is supposed to be staying home. Their gathering was selfish and pointless so they were worthy of punishment. He dressed me in a beautiful white gown and had me infiltrate into the group. They started with prayer and praise to the false god. Each minute felt like nails against a chalkboard to me. The hypocrisy was laughable as their preacher talked about avoiding sin, he was always looking at me with eyes full of lust. While he talked about how important this day was, he undressed me with his eyes. Bet he was grateful his robes hid his boner, but I knew it was there. I started with the hypocrite first, Master said it was ok to start without him. While the service was over and the group started gathering for the Easter festivities the preacher found me in a back room. The tension was high, he couldn’t control himself trying to use religion as a way to describe our connection. I smiled and hopped up on a table and pulled up my dress. Watching as the “holy” man got down on his knees before me and started to eat my cunt. It felt good so I waited until the cusp of orgasm before I drove my long blade into his neck. Cumming against his face while he choked on his own blood. I left his lifeless body behind, admiring the bloodstains on my dress, smiling as it seemed like an approval. I walked into the room where the rest of the sheep gathered. Master was already there, waiting for me. They had no idea the wolf that hid among their flock. When people noticed me and the blood of my dress all fell silent. The only sound next was the slashing of Master’s blades as he worked quickly but efficiently through the room.
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!
Unholy Work
My 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.
Kidnapping Phone Sex Fun in Quarantine
Society will always dangle their worthless for me to remove from this planet. Right now Earth is in a reset and the worthless cunts of the world unite in their lame narcissistic ways. It’s so easy to pluck some tasty treat up with kidnapping phone sex urges for those high paying clients. My guys pay me well and they get quite bored abiding by the rules of quarantine. I am a bit of the avoidance type already and go about my life mostly in the Nighttime when the majority of society sleeps. I creep and do the most outlandish things in the forests and graveyards. My boyfriend works graveyard shift as an mortician and our Midnight lunches are always fueled by the unthinkable fun with corpses. Well I got a text from a client he was dying to have a sweet piece of fuck meat to play with in his dungeon. I am always on the lookout for that little rebellious cunt strolling the streets when she shouldn’t be. Sometimes I even get a young teen couple sneaking out from their parents homes to meet up. They usually end up at the playground of the school across the road from me. I am always keeping watch for the strays. Strays are the best to lure with something cute, something alcoholic or something smokable. I found him a cute little couple last night and told them I had the perfect meeting place for them to fuck at. I delivered them right into their death sentence. I collected the cash and he invited me to stay and have some fun too. I really loved to fist their holes with my studded gloves as he beat and fucked them raw. We didn’t kill these two, not yet. He is enjoying the stress relief of having the two around. To beat and fuck while the other watches. He loves their horror and their holes.
Evil Phone Sex Victim
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
Daddy 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.
Master’s Evil Accomplice
I 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.












