Is accomplice phone sex something you enjoy? I love it. To me, there is nothing better than killing together. I have killed and tortured on my own, but when I have a partner in crime, the crime becomes hotter. Keith and I snuffed his little cousin out this week. He has long fantasized about doing it. She is a cock teasing brat. She was so young that force fucking her holes would be noticed by a parent because some damage would be done. The only thing to do was kill her. I convinced him that he needed to snuff out her young life. I assured him too that I was the right accomplice. I could alibi him if he were to be a suspect in her disappearance. Plus, I told him I could make it look like she was kidnapped and sold into slavery. I can make a body disappear. I have never come under suspicion because I know how to destroy evidence and bodies are never found. I am smarter than Ted Bundy or The Green River Killer. I don’t have a dumping site that could one day be discovered. I got Keith worked up telling him my snuff sex tales. He was in. I kidnapped her while he was at work, so he would have an alibi for when she disappeared. Her bad babysitter was on her cell phone at the park paying zero attention to her charge. I lured her away with a puppy, a trick often used by sex traffickers. He met me in my cabin in the woods. She was tied up and naked waiting for him. He had a hard on in his pants seeing her like that. I watched him force fuck her tiny little holes for hours. He ravaged her body. Lots of pent up aggression for the cock teasing whore. Once her body was used up, I made a snuff porn with her. She was an easy kill. Her body will never be found. What are your sick fantasies?
Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies
Snuff Movies
He asked me if I wanted to make snuff movies with him. He asked, but I knew I could not say no. He is not the kind of man you refuse if you want to live. He is a violent man. He has a cool demeanor about him. On the surface, he appears normal, but don’t do as expected or as told, your body will never be found. Even if you do what is expected and do as you are told, there is no guarantee you will survive. He is a dangerous man with particular fetishes. I didn’t want to be with him. His reputation is frightening. No girl ends up with him because they want to be with him. He is not a choice. Girls are sold or traded to him because even men are afraid of him. He has the power and money to make anyone disappear. I was with him because he likes tall busty blondes. I was with him because my boyfriend gambled me away in a blackjack game that he never had a chance of winning in the first place. Now, I am in a basement having snuff sex with a man who makes my skin crawl. My fuck holes are being ravaged until they are destroyed. Any day now, he will grow tired of hurting me; he will become bored with my used up body. I will end up disappearing like all the other blonde buxom women before me. Not sure how I will die, but I am sure it will be violent. His dungeon is filled with the sort of devices that would give Stephen King nightmares. Whenever I die, it will be brutal and bloody. No one will ever find my body, because nobody will be left to be identified. My guess is he will eat my remains and shit me out for breakfast.
He Made For The Perfect Stew
There was a guy who lived a couple houses down and I noticed he was always alone. He was so enamoured with me and was convinced I was a vampiress or something ridiculous. I walked down to his house and invited him over later that afternoon. He came over and I hadn’t had any dick in a while so I had him fuck me on the sofa, of course he was not going to be coming. His dick was a disappointment so I made him get me off by eating my bald tight pussy with my nice juicy fat lips. I got up and I was wearing my corset and long high heels boots, I round kicked him in the face dropping him to the floor. I stood over his body with the blood from his nose dripping down his chin, I was laughing at this loser. I smashed his face and he was groaning, I got down and held his head and said to him “ I will relieve you of your most precious organ and feed it to you, not like it would be much of a meal”. I smashed his face again with my heels and then I started smashing his ribs while rubbing my cunt. I loved the sound of his bones breaking and cracking. He laid there lifeless and I knew what I would do with him, I skinned him and cut up all his meat and cooked a stew with it. I made my way over to the local soup kitchen with my new stew and watched all those people eating that pathetic loser with a smile on my face.
Drinking My Victims Blood
I enjoy bringing my accomplices snuff phone sex that makes the hard as a rock. I have been afforded the luxury of seeing the light fade out of my victims’ eyes. I love hearing the last beat of blood pumping from these little sluts you bring me. The best glass of blood wine comes from the atrial drops of blood last precious pumps before the soul leaves our victims body. I am an evil bitch and I also enjoy a glass of blood straight from some castrated balls. I love to have that cock hard and balls filled as you enjoy a little tight pussy right before I stab her in the heart and her body goes limp. Stay in that tight dead twat as I slice your nuts off and feed them down her throat as you watch. I will cauterize your scrotum. You are now my nutless accomplice for the duration of our murder phone sex fantasies. My pleasures have switched to the young ones with creamy smooth skin and a fire in my heart makes me want to see them forced to do my evil and bodies gapped and ruined before I drink the sweet blood of my victims.
He Didn’t Know He Was Fucking A Corpse
I have a guy that will do anything for me and I mean anything. On occasion I have him go stalk out malls or bars for those stupid kinds of whores that guys like to fuck, you know the kind all bubbly and what not. They make me want to gag myself, so he went and got this petite blonde with big breasts and big blue eyes. I slapped her around a bit and she tried to scream, I warned her that wasn’t what she wants to do. I had plans in mind for this bitch and so I decided to let her have a nice farewell not before I let my guy have his little bits of pleasure with her all tied up with her arms above her head. While he was throat fucking her, I was fisting her cunt and she was crying. I decided to pinch her nose so she couldn’t breathe and he went in even deeper, she passed and I got so wet looking at her lifeless body. I put an ad out and got an unsuspecting guy to come over. I told him a free fuck and he was all for it and down my basement steps he went. He got so hard when he saw her dressed up in school clothes, I told him she was passed out from the rape drug and to have his way with her. He jumped back and asked why she was a little chilly feeling, I told him that is what it does. So he ripped her panties off and started fucking her. I was laughing and rubbing my cunt, he had no idea that bitch is dead. Before he was about to nut I told him “you know you are fucking a dead corpse”, he freaked but couldn’t help but nut.
Wanna Know My Hot Fantasy of My Demise?
Home invasion phone sex is possibly one of my hottest fantasies as the worthless victim that I am. You see this hot piece of groomed snatch gets so fucking wet when i daydream of my demise. I literally just get all creamy and crave dick, and not just dick to fuck me normally, fuck normal! I want a guy to fantasy rape my snatch as he takes out his aggressions beating me, slapping or cutting at my perfect fake tits, or even fantasy raping my cunt then once he came in it he takes a knife and starts to fantasy rape my perfect snatch with it. As the wounds are made his salty spunk oozes into them and causes this most terrible burning, stinging sensations.
I really am a worthless fuck whore, am I not?
Snuff sex wasn’t what he expected
Snuff sex wasn’t what he expected at all, he thought that I was just a high class call girl coming to his hotel room for a good time. But I was really there to kill him and leave him there in a humiliating position. I was hired by his ex wife, he screwed her in the divorce but if he died before his will was changed, she would inherit everything. Well, you know I was down for all of that, I get to kill someone and get paid for it?? Sign me the fuck up! It was almost too easy to, when I showed up wearing a slinky black dress and stilettos all he could think about was how sexy I looked, he had no sense of the danger he was in at all! I did a little strip tease for him, once his dick was rock hard it was very easy to get him to allow me to tie him up, he was ready to give up control and with that, his fate was sealed. Once he was restrained I dropped the dumb bimbo act and got right to work torturing him, he was in so much pain but couldn’t scream thru the gag, all he could do was cry like a pathetic little bitch. Not that any of that made me feel the tiniest little bit of sympathy towards him, he shouldn’t have been such a dick, if he was nicer he wouldn’t be suffering! Finally I slit his throat and let him bleed out, then I dressed him like a little sissy boy, put his own severed cock in his mouth and posed him ass up so that I could shove an enormous dildo up his ass! He looked ridiculous, but that’s what you get when you spend your life screwing people over…
Snuff Movies & Brat Soup
Snuff Movies are sexy if they are real murder victims. I happen to know a few men who will pay big money for sweet tender age victims getting chopped and diced. I am a sexy killer with money and brat soup on my mind. So I waited with my boy toy of the month and scouted a local play ground and took some very young brats when no one was looking. Just for fun I had him pick up two trashy hookers to tie up and watch all the fun. The camera is rolling as I tie the screaming and crying snot noses up. Little to my boy toys knowledge three wealthy men have paid large sums to rip open a couple sweet pussys and asses. Boy toy is enraged and I swiftly get behind him and slice his throat so deep that his head is almost severed. I am covered in blood and I walk in front of the camera to get the hookers ready for there close ups. I am attacked from behind by a big bull dicked black guy and fucked brutally. Blood and the smell of cum is in my face as the video is running. I fight like I cant take it and even scream as I slash his chest wide open. He fucking loves it and bites my neck so hard that blood gushes. I bring the blade up and sever his cock and balls. He lays limp as I tell the other two to commence the ass prolapsing and ripping of cunnys. I just ask for cash payment and to leave the bodies for me to dispose of. When all Is said and done I have my herbs and spices and set my brat soup to simmer. I throw the hookers in the basement naked and lock them up. They are horrified and I am excited as I taste my bean and brat soup. I plan on feeding the ladies of the night brat soup until I get another request for snuff porn. I even do a little video of me fucking myself with the severed BBC. And yes I came very hard on that dead dick.
Evil new boyfriend
When you start dating someone you like to see what peaks their interest and what can you do to make them feel good. When my new boyfriend started to bring me into his dark fantasies and his fetish, I thought he was playing and just trying to see my reaction. I knew he loved to push the envelope. I noticed he liked dark stuff when we got involved with one of his favorite things of all he enjoyed murder phone sex so much. I was shocked at how much of that he liked to do when we were going the distance. At one point we were about five hours away from each other, and we had a ton of phone fucks. When he told me how bad he wanted to fuck me till he could kill me, I laughed off. When I heard it in his voice how excited it was making him just strangling me till I was blue in the face, I knew he was a snuff fanatic. I played it cool and thought it was just a fetish. One weekend when he finally moved closer we were only two months into our relationship he told me he wanted to make one of those phone sessions reality. He assured me he was going to strangle me till he came then he would release. I guess I trusted him a bit too much because as soon as he got his hands wrapped around my neck, he wasn’t letting me go. I think I believed him a bit too much. The only thing he wanted more than anything was fucking a dead body.
Fun Time
My favorite toys are my knives .ill love slowly ripping your skin with my blade inching it deeper and deeper. Inflicting pain is boring to me. I love seeing your reactions. When my toys are engulfed in your body I want your pain to take me over. Let me see your face curl up in pain. Your eyes begging me to stop. Let me see your tears and hear your pathetic agony. That’s a good boy, you make my pussy so wet. It’s already twitching begging for your hard dick. You cant fool your master you beg and shake at the pain but your dick loves me. If you’re a good little pest I might reward you. Now for the real fun ill start by tieing your entire body to a tree all of you but your arm .i have special plans for that arm. I’ll attach the other rope above your elbow and taunt you as I attach the end of the rope to the trucks tow ball. Then ill put the truck in idol and watch as you scream in pain crying and begging. I can hear your skin ripping and I can’t help but finger myself. And as a smell your blood and watch your arm slowing ripping of your disgusting body I can’t help but want your big juicy cock.