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Lets Make Her Bleed

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Murder phone sex stories get a snuff phone sex sluts pussy so wet. I just love telling my murder stories like how I went and kidnapped this pretty brown haired blue eyed Christian whore and took her to my cabin with my boyfriend. We tied her up and I began cutting small pieces of her skin off and feeding it to my boyfriend. He always wanted to eat a living person and then have sex with their dead body. It turned me on just thinking about it.  I carved out her eyes and put them in a jar and laughed as she screamed.

Bloody Phone Sex

I always wanted blue eyes and now I had them. Snuff phone sex whores like me just loved it bloody and twisted. I shoved my knife up her ass and fucked her with the blade until there was no light in her eyes then I told my boyfriend to fuck her dead bloody body while I carved her up.  It was so sexy watching her lifeless body jerk as he shoved his cock in and out of her like that. I sliced her chest open and played with her blood and kissed him as he came seep inside here dead pussy.

Killer Phone Sex Revenge Feels So Satisfying

killer phone sexI enjoyed a killer phone sex night. What about you? Honestly, I just went out to have a drink. It’s been a long rough week, and I thought I would treat myself. But fate had other plans for me. I ran into one of my father’s cronies. A guy who routinely forced himself on me when as a very young girl. And this man I’ve searched for but never lucked out until last night in some random dive bar in the next county over. I found the devil himself drinking Budweiser at the bar.

I knew he would not remember me. At least not the way I look now. Last time he saw me, I did not have these gorgeous tits. I felt like the universe wanted me to kill Darren. Why else would we cross paths. I went to a bar I never go to in a different county from where I live because I saw an auto mechanic 45 minutes away who recommended this bar. The things that needed to occur to put us in the same space felt like fate.

Since the mechanic’s recommendation led to the death of the man who made my life hell for a decade, he will now be my mechanic of choice despite the distance. Although I know there’s no way he knew, I went to the bar thinking perhaps this mechanic wanted to see me outside of his car shop. But he wasn’t there. However, I found Darren and that made up for not getting fucked by a hot mechanic.

Revenge Kills Feel So Satisfying

I roofied my former tormentor, my dad‘s best friend Darren. The first man to ever fist my ass. And once he did, my dad and all his friends did too. His sick little torture sex games with a young schoolgirl inspired my father to do the same thing to me. And we all know a leopard does not change his spots. So, I killed him not only for revenge, but to protect future girls like me from his evilness.

And he seemed easy to kill. The drugs helped. But once I tied him to the bed, I told him who I was. And he looked like he had seen a ghost. And I could see the wheels turning in his head. But he could not come up with anything to say. However, he couldn’t say anything because even if he felt regretful, I planned on killing him. Men say anything to get out of trouble. And they say anything to keep their dicks attached to their bodies too.

He saw my big knife, and he knew what I planned for him. Not simple castration. That felt too good for him. Although I do enjoy castration phone sex I wanted to take the entire cock off his body. Without that he could not hurt another girl again. He wouldn’t need his dick in hell anyway because hopefully perverts just like him will make him their bitch boy.

I loved listening to him scream and plead for mercy just like I did as a little girl. I rescued myself. But nobody rescued this pervert. Because he’s floating in the lake somewhere dead with his severed cock in his mouth serving as fish food. Revenge feels so good.

Sex With A Stiff Young One

Sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies, Masters absolute favorite! It was accidental the first time, but he got hooked, nothing is better than a lifeless fuck to Master, you can position her any way you want and she just takes your fucking cock, he likes it when she is still warm and has her color, but the soulless eyes really drives my Master wild, I watch him stare into her empty eyes as he hammers hers fucking split, stroking my swollen clit. I am soaking wet when he sticks his huge cock up her tight asshole, his big hands wrapped around her neck, squeezing harder with every stroke, I want to use her limp body too, climbing on her face, gyrating my sloppy wet pussy on her once pouty full lips, her nose tickled my wet asshole, I came all over her face when Master started pinching her nipples, he flipped me over and pounded me from behind as I licked the stiff sluts young stretched out pussy, tongue fucking her, tasting his pre cum inside her, Master stuck a huge dildo in my asshole as he demolished my cunt. I came out of both my holes at the same time. When Master was ready to cum he instructed me to lay next to the lifeless cunt with my mouth open as he shot his load all over our faces, a huge load, ropes and ropes of cum all over our fucking faces. Now we must get rid of the young ones little body, I wanna burn it but Master wants to chop her up, so we meet in the middle we will chop her up and burn her parts, we make a great team.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Come True in the Right Circumstances

murder phone sex fantasiesSometimes I find myself consumed with murder phone sex fantasies. Also, I know I put myself in dangerous situations and acquaint myself with men all in the name of a fix for cocaine. Some men treat me far worse than others. And some I wish dead. But just because I have murderous fantasies, does not make me a murderer. Until it did.

I met James about 15 years ago. He’s a drug dealer that I go to when it’s an absolute emergency, but I prefer not to visit him because he’s brutal. Even more brutal than my stepson and more brutal than anybody in my past combined. But I saw him in a place I did not expect to see him. And that made my head rush with thoughts of torture. For everything he’s done to me in my past, he had torture sex coming. But how would I lure him. I set a honey trap. My mind works quickly when I’m high. And I’m always high.

I told him I left my husband, and I wanted to be his slave. I gave him the address of the no tell motel I planned to stay at until I saved enough money to get my own place. And he bought that I wanted to fuck him. Fucking him seemed to be the furthest thing from my mind. However, if I had to fuck him first, I would. This man haunted me in my dreams. But he haunts me no more.

Sometimes, a Submissive Whore Must Do Uncharacteristic Things to Survive

I slipped him a roofie and started fucking him on this no motel bed. I’ve seen Basic Instinct a few times, so I had an ice pack under the mattress. One I could get too easily. And I grabbed that ice pick and I just started stabbing him. Frantic stabbing. His blood sprayed everywhere. He tried to choke me, but I kept stabbing him.

I felt like a fight or flight response took me over. And it fueled me with anger and strength I didn’t even know I had. The guy prolapsed my ass one too many times. Left me battered and used naked in the middle of nowhere. He came close to killing me a few times. And I know I’m weak. I would’ve gone to him again for coke in a moment of desperation. And that next time he would’ve killed me.

I turned that no tell motel into a crime scene. It looked like someone made a snuff porn in that room. Although I didn’t film it, I did leave a mess. But in that kind of place nobody pays any attention to who comes and goes. And I know I likely left DNA behind, but I’m not in the system. But now I must make sure I never am. But in my defense that bastard had it coming. And I’m sure there’s lots of grateful girls in the world who will thank me once they know he’s gone.

Mutilation phone sex wrecks her tight hole

Mutilation phone sex Mutilation phone sex is so satisfying. When we are done, we have a broken, lifeless mess of a girl, her tight little pussy a grotesque, gaping ruin, oozing with the filth of her own brutal defilement. Your cock is dripping with her blood. She was once a virgin, but we destroyed her hymen, we destroyed everything.
I told you I have the talent to locate the purest, tightest of little pussies, untouched and so bald and smooth. Your cock is so fucking hard, I can barely fit it in my cunt. But sticking it in a little dumb whore is so much harder. I have to force it, using all of my strength to get your mushroom head in. She’s already bleeding by then. I can’t help myself, I love to make them bleed. I’ll dig my nails in so deep in their cunts, they’re all sliced up. It’s exquisite when the blood pours out. You fuck those cunts until their cunts are ground up lunch meat.
And you know your Snuff sex bitch is hungry. I’ll go down on the bloody hole and eat what’s left. A smashed up clit and shredded labia. They taste incredibly sweet when you shoot your nut on them, giving them a creamy glaze. We can do whatever we want. They’re disposable, and their helpless bodies are at our mercy!

Mutilation Phone Sex is My Favorite Fall Activity

mutilation phone sexI enjoy mutilation phone sex. But that’s because I’m a sick bitch. Torture only arouses me. Torture can take a lot of different forms with me. Usually, I mutilate a man’s junk. Sever his balls and carve up his dick. But sometimes I torture a little bitch too. I consider myself pro woman. Not that I like all women or even most women. Sometimes men try to force fuck Goth women, and I never stand for that.

But last night, I had to mutilate a fucking whore. And she deserved it. I didn’t even plan on torturing or killing anybody last night even though it’s October and I do kill and mutilate a lot more people for shits and giggles.

 Apparently, I grabbed the last almond milk off the shelf at the grocery store. This woman reached into my cart, grabbed it and called me a stupid bitch. As much as I wanted to react and stab her right there in the Kroger aisle, I like my freedom.

I’m smart, scrappy and savvy. So, I did what I do best. I stalked the bitch. Followed her home hoping she lived alone. And she did not appear to have a family. So, I waited until all the lights went out. And I broke into her house and tortured her for hours. She deserved torture sex, female or not. Self-entitled bitches who do something like that to me don’t get away with it. I just let her think she got away with it. Who acts like such a royal cunt over fucking almond milk.

Although I am a Sadistic Bitch, I Expect Decent Public Behavior

She woke up as I hovered over her with a big knife. She started to scream and I punched her. Oops. I broke her nose. A broken nose, however, would be the least of her worries. She tried to fight me, but I strapped her down tighter to her bed. Used my knife to strip off her nightgown, exposing her naked body.

Too bad she had a banging body. But what a bitch. I cut off her tits. Stabbed her cunt. Sliced her nose open. I even stabbed her in one of her eyes. It’s taken me a while to learn that technique. It can be hard to stab just right so you don’t kill them instantly.

I made the bitch suffer for hours. But I knew the sun would come up soon, so I had to finish her off. I stabbed her in the cunt and pushed upward so that the knife would come through her belly button. And I pulled the knife out and a bunch of her insides spilled onto the bed.

But the real mess came when I just stabbed her right in the hole that I created in her belly button. And then I just went all the way to her sternum like I was cutting a fish. I gave her the snuff sex death she deserved. And I used a lot of overkill. If she acted like that with me a total stranger, I imagine there’s a long line of people who wanted this cunt dead.

The overkill makes it look personal. And it seemed personal to me. There’s no need for such awful public behavior. But it did feel good to kill and mutilate that cunt. The world doesn’t need any more assholes and bitches.

Bloody phone sex makes my cute ass suffer

Bloody phone sex Bloody phone sex has my tender ass burning from the intense whipping I got today. I don’t just get a light spanking but a wave of agony across my entire body. He starts with the sharp cracks of the leather against my flesh. Each swing has the Master’s full force behind it. It doesn’t take long to break my skin. Master gets really hard when he makes me bleed.
It was hard to submit at first to such brutal, degrading acts, but the longer he kept me around, the more I realized how lucky I was to be there. A lot of girls like me end up leaving in a body bag after he’s done. I am so used to being filled with terror and revulsion that now I get wet at being his Torture sex slave.
The first strike always stings the most, and the last tells me it’s time for Master to fuck my ass. He’ll coat his hard cock in my blood and use it for anal lube. It’s warm, but it’s so sticky that it creates a friction that I can’t help but scream in pain. I’m lucky my screams and pleas turn him on, or I probably wouldn’t be alive right now. I think the best part of the whole thing is when I get to suck his dick clean. I make sure there is no blood or anything else inside. It shows him how useful I am to keep around!

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mature Women are Common

rape phone sex fantasiesMost men have rape phone sex fantasies for women. And I’m not talking just about young girls. Plenty of men have those fantasies for mommy or a sexy mature woman in general. And Lord knows I’ve let plenty of men simulate force fucking me to score some coke or to score some money to get coke. Some men like my stepson really do it. It’s not like I’m saying no though because I need a fix. But men like my stepson scare me because they get so violent with me that I’m left battered and sometimes even with broken bones.

This new guy in my life lives nearby. This guy, I would never want to know where I live, but there’s no way around it because he lives two doors down. Our first official encounter he popped by to introduce himself. But once I let him inside, he pushed me to the ground and fucked me.

He told me I asked for it by walking the dog past his place in little booty shorts. But I never wear booty shorts. He just tried to justify his actions. And I’ve tried to avoid him ever since. But last night he must’ve watched as my husband and son left for the football game. I’m getting over Covid so I couldn’t go to the game.

But apparently, he waited until my family left for the game like they do every Friday night just without me this time. While my boys played ball, our neighbor turned me into his private ass rape porn star.

My New Neighbor is Blackmailing Me So He Can Do Whatever He Wants to Me

And he didn’t even do me the solid of using any lube. He went in and raw dogged my ass. I tried to tell him he might get sick, but he didn’t care. Perhaps he thought it was worth the risk to give me a hardcore ass fucking in my own home while my family enjoyed Friday night lights.

But I did not scream. Although I wanted to, I really didn’t want other neighbors to know what he does to me. He knows about my cocaine habits. And essentially, he’s blackmailing me. If I tell anybody about what he does to me, he will tell my husband about my cocaine use. And I fear my husband might leave me.

My boys know I’m fond of little white lines. But they prefer to fuck me when I’m high. So, I know they will keep my dirty secrets. But my nosy neighbor started spying on me and realized he could keep me quiet while having fun with my fuck holes.

I pretended to be asleep when my family came home. With me being sick my husband doesn’t ask too many questions. Good thing I sleep in the guestroom until I’m over COVID because this guy fucked my ass so hard and so raw that I woke up to bloody phone sex sheets this morning.

I would’ve played it off that I got my period or something if my husband noticed. Or maybe a bloody nose. But I don’t think I could’ve explained how I got a bloody ass. Not sure what to do. Maybe I need to hire somebody to kill my new neighbor. Because he’s making my life hell.

Ass Rape Porn a Starring Role in The Ultimate End

Always a big fan of Ass rape porn. With an ass like mine how could I deny the use of my ass to anyone. And the day I was walked, with my hands bound behind my back with rope, was exciting. In fact I was being walked to a guillotine where my head would get chopped in the final episode of my ass use.

Obviously the mere pleasure of my showing my ass off is high. And the practice was intense. So much so in the intensity that my anus has had to opportunity to prolapse. Oh that delicious ass flowering rosebud. It was certainly an highlight.

Ass Rape Porn for My Final Pleasure

However my use has been finalized and it was time for the ultimate submission. It will be my head chopped off by the falling blade. But even more! My ass will be on display again. This time there will be a slow penetrating and removing and penetrating again deeper, anal fuck. The blade will fall and stop at the first caressing of my neck flesh.

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At this moment the first crimson tendrils of flesh and blood will be exposed. Up close with the camera and then back to my ass getting deeply penetrated. Oh and the first view of my asshole will be with two young tender girls who will also give their asses up.

However Snuff Sex Was Not My End

In fact these two girls will be pale and naked for snuff sex. Their young teen asses so juicy and tight will be in the air as they kneel on all fours before my ass. Then the camera goes to their hands, together sliding into my anus. As they open my ass up the prolapse will be exposed.

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Finally the big penis of my executioner will come into the scene. And right into that prolapsed anus it will penetrate and pound. As that ass pounding ensues the camera pans out to the whole scene of my head in the guillotine and my ass being pounded.

Finally down falls the blade and my head drops with a bloody thump. And my ass will pulsate, quiver and dance on it’s final live butt fuck for snuff phone sex pleasures.

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Snuff Movies are Hotter to Make Than Watch

snuff moviesOctober is the perfect time to make snuff movies and chill. Notice I didn’t say watch them but make them. Sure, I can watch a lot of hardcore snuff flicks, but I find it more fun to make snuff flicks. To capture that raw fear of your victim on film feels exhilarating. Until you’ve made your first kill, you never realize the way it makes you feel all powerful. I love that feeling. Although a lot of people might say I have no conscience, I argue just the opposite. I only kill people who deserve to die. Not my fault that is a lot of people.

I don’t want to get political because I’m not sure that politics has much to do with people being jackasses. But I do believe people feel emboldened to act like fools. And when they cross my path, they die. The buck stops here.

On a few occasions, somebody hired me to kill somebody for no reason. And the victim I ended up saving and killing the person who hired me instead. That doesn’t happen often. Usually, people hire me to kill a problem for them. And that problem might be a pervert or maybe a gold digger or extortionist or blackmailer or just a crazy bitch.

Charlie hired me for killer phone sex. He wanted to kill this little bitch from the neighborhood. And he made her sound like an evil bitch. But since I always stalk my prey and gather my own Intel before completing an assignment, I quickly learned that he only wanted her dead because she rejected him.

Although I am a Stone Cold Killer, I Have My Own Form of Moral Compass

And he’s about 40 years older than this girl. I can’t just kill a girl because she told you no. Grow a fucking pair of balls you pussy. I don’t condone incel behavior. As a woman I know we don’t owe you jack fucking shit. If we don’t want to go out with you or we don’t want to fuck you, find somebody who will. And don’t act like women exist for you.

Although I did kidnap the girl, she lived. And Charlie died. In my usual fashion, I let the girl help me kill the very man who wanted her dead. It’s an important lesson for everyone to learn, but sometimes you just need to kill a man like Charlie.

She did not hesitate after I showed her encrypted messages between him and me talking about wanting her dead. And her only crime seemed to be telling him she did not want to go out on a date. The girl told me she had just turned 18. So, I suspect he asked her out before that birthday, making it even more perverted, because this guy just turned 63. Never been married either. No surprise there.

I Love Turning a Victim into My Ingenue

Well, he will not make his 64th birthday.  I taught the girl who rejected him how to make a man suffer. And I gave her several knives so she could experiment with torture. And I witnessed the change in her face when she plunged a knife deep into his gut. Hearing his insides slush around like that, plus hearing his screams no doubt got her pussy wet.

The death of a predator or somebody who means you harm feels intoxicating. You get hooked. And you want more. After that first knife plunge, she upped the torture sex quota. She sliced his dick off. I’m not talking about castration. She removed the entire dick. Leaving him with a little bloody stump to pee from. And of course, his balls, which I assume seem even more worthless now.

I told you I have a conscience. Although I do love to kill and I kill every chance I get, I’m not just going to kill some bitch for no good reason. And I don’t consider being butt hurt over rejection a proper reason to kill a young girl. I’m sort of a vigilante. But I’m part mercenary too. I do kill for money all the time. But normally, I’m killing because of some form of self-preservation for my client.

This dude just seemed butt hurt because a girl way too young for him said no to him. And I can’t allow that level of misogynistic behavior to continue. So, we flipped the script, and the victim became my sadistic accomplice. I even helped her dispose of the body. I think I might have a new ingenue.