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Snuff Phone Sex for November, or As I Call it, Snuffember

snuff phone sexSnuff Phone Sex November arrived yesterday. And I am so happy. I love snuffember. But let me be honest here. I do not need an excuse to snuff someone. Every month has a theme of death and torture for me. Sorry. Not sorry. It is who I am. I love to create havoc and chaos.

And I love to kill. Last night I worked late, but my callers filled me with both rage and inspiration which is a perfect combination for a sadistic bitch like me. Some callers inspire me with their wickedly delicious minds for torture. And some annoy the fuck out of me because they expect me to fuck them or be their girlfriend. I am not GFE material.

Anyway, I felt the need to pull an all nighter. The freaks do come out at night. And I found one that deserved snuff sex. I watched this loser try to attack women in the park. He attempted to take advantage of drunk girls. That is not hard, but he kept fucking it up. So, I let him think I was a drunk girl cutting through the park to get home.

Every Month is Snuffember with Me

He proved to be much easier to subdue than expected. Sort of disappointed me because I like a challenge. One punch and I knocked him out. And I do punch like a girl too. I put him in my trunk and took him to my kill cabin. That was a long drive at 3 in the morning. But once I arrived at my kill shack the magic happened.

With just the glow of a candle, my kill shack looks spooky. And he felt fear. I could smell it. That smell is my aphrodisiac. I told him happy snuffember before I sunk my knife into his soft belly. I gave it a few twists before I pulled it out and let his entrails spill on my floor. Although it was a quick kill, it felt satisfying. Once less predator on the prowl.  Since I got sleepy, I just tossed his entire carcass out back for the animals. Usually, I cut the meat up for my furry accomplices, but not when I feel sleepy.

After a nap, I came back to my kill shack to clean up the mess, and I did not find even a bone. Not sure if it was a bear, coyotes or the hole damn forest that consumed my evidence, but I was happy. Nature is the ultimate accomplice phone sex partner.

Castration phone sex for sissies that wish they could be me

Castration phone sex Since you want to be a fucking girl so damn bad you sissy faggot fem boy, then how about I chop your fucking dick off during a steamy Castration phone sex session. A man who squeezes his shrimp dick into a pair of sissy panties doesn’t deserve to have a cock at all! I will be the one to help you with that cock and ball removal… No need for an elastrator. A butcher knife after wrapping your cock and balls with a pair of lacy panties will do the trick. I have a nice long black dick hear ready to slam in and out of your mangina… But, that of course is if you are on your best behavior.

You call me up hoping that I’ll enable that mental illness of yours.

You were born a man and a man is how I will address you. If you so badly want me to reference that shit hole of yours as a bonus hole that only real women have then I will just have to remove your cock and balls entirely! That pathetic nub of yours is useless anyway. When I am through Torture sex is what you’ll endure from that gracious black man who is willing to pull those bloody panties off to the side to fill your fuck hole.

Black cock will make you do anything, which is exactly why I made sure to have a nice stiff 13-inch chocolate man-eater on standby.

I know you like it rough, that’s why you like them big and strong. On all fours with your nub locked away in gauze is how you will be spending the rest of your evening. I will make sure to leave a little stump there as a friendly reminder that you in fact will never be a woman. Even if we did tuck that cock of yours and transform your member into a nice slick pussy.. You still wouldn’t be able to breed, and those bags in your chest to give the illusion you have knockers well they still look fake. They will never be real! you are a fucking hoax, a pathetic sorry excuse of a man.

The only star you will ever be is the one that stars in my homemade Snuff porn that tributes to the removal of your cock and balls.

Snuff Porn Grows More Popular on Halloween

snuff pornSnuff porn on Halloween? Most men say yes please to that. And most women say no thank you and run for the hills. Not me. I am not most women. I am dumb. Not so much dumb as desperate. I guess I am desperate for companionship and attention. But mostly desperate for a fix. And I discovered early on in my drug fueled states that violent men, abusive men and sadist men know how to take advantage of desperate druggy women like me.

Take Michael for example. I met him at a bar on Saturday night. He wanted to party back at his place. I knew he wanted to fuck me. But I did not mind fucking him if he gave me coke or cash to get coke. I did a line of premium coke off his dick in the bar bathroom. So, I knew he had the good stuff. And he knew why I went back to his house with him.

Since we went to his home, I did not think he was a snuff sex kind of man. Usually, men who mean me harm do not take me to their place where I might leave a DNA trail. But Michael saw me only as a piece of meat. A bar skank no one would miss. And he told me about his urges. This guy resembled Patrick Bateman. Appeared normal on the outside, but harbors dark thoughts about people, especially women.

Most Men Harbor Rape Fantasies for Their Mother

When he told me I resembled his mother, I knew I was in trouble. Big trouble. I swear every fucked up abusive mother out there must be red headed like me. He pinned me against the wall and began to choke me. His strength amazed me. When he held me against the wall with only one hand on my throat, I tried to kick him away from me. But that only pissed him off.

He tossed me across his living room, and a lamp shattered on my head cutting me. As I whimpered and cried, he came over and began kicking me screaming things at me like I was his mother. Although I tried to crawl away from him, I could not. He was too strong and fast for me. When he turned me into his ass rape porn star, I thought he might let me go. But no. He had only just begun abusing me. He held me captive all night beating me, fucking me and calling me names.

When the sun came up, he let me go. Since my eyes swelled up and I could barely see, I could not drive home. He tossed me some coke and warned me about going to the cops. I sniffed some coke to dull the pain and called an Uber to get the fuck away from him.

A Romantic Dinner

 

Cannibalism phone sex Marley

Cannibalism phone sex is a extremely good time! I have done a lot of wild things for my Master, I will do anything for him, of corpse! I grabbed some fresh meat at a grocery store. Master wanted a real fresh one and I found her. Blonde, petite, big blue innocent eyes. She was perfect for him. I laid her out on the slab, arms and leggs chained. Once I had her ready for Master, I rang the dinner bell. He came down in his finest threads, he looked so perfect, I can tell Master was proud of me, I never saw him glow like that. The candles were lit and the meat had a crisp apple in her mouth. It was time to eat! I sliced a piece of thigh meat, my God, she wouldnt stop screaming. Master ate every bite. I loved watching him stuff his face, wild and free. The blood dripping down his mouth made my evil little pussy wet. I saw the buldge in his pants and got on my knees. I rammed his hard cock down my throat as he went for seconds, this time it was breast meat! I deep throated his cock until he shot a huge wad of cum down my throat. He instructed me to get on top of her face. I rode that little bitch’s tongue as Master fucked her wound. His cock got so messy covered in her blood. He pulled it out and rammed it down my throat again. I almost threw up all over his cock, the taste of metal was overwhelming. After dinner it was time for our dessert! Sex with dead bodies may be taboo for some but fucking that stiff with my Master was the best damn dessert I ever had!

 

Teen Rape Porn Fantasies Need an Experienced Accomplice Like Me

teen rape pornAll men experience teen rape porn fantasies. Often, those fantasies emerge during Halloween. Men get aroused visually easily. And seeing those cute young things dressed up as Disney princess or a Harley Quinn or Barbie, makes their cocks hard. When they cannot take it anymore, they call me to help them out. And I always help. But for a price, of course.

I met David ions ago when I modeled for BDSM shoots. We have stayed in touch, and he knows that I help men just like him explore their carnal lust for Lolitas. When he called me last night, he seemed frantic. He fucked up at a Halloween party and needed my help. Of course, I could have helped him for free for old time sake. But I needed to clean up his mess. And to take that risk, he needed to shell out a couple grand. And he did.

He explored his rape phone sex fantasies with his niece at a family Halloween party. He got drunk and she looked like a slutty little Barbie bimbo, and it drove him crazy. Now, the girl told him she was telling her parents. He roofied her to shut her up. He violated so many rules. You never fuck a family Lolita. Common sense requires a surrogate to remain undetected. Now, his niece needed to die. And I had to kill her while he had an alibi.

Men Need an Accomplice for Their Lolita Rape Fantasies

Men need an accomplice like me so they can fuck all the young pussy they want and never go to prison. I broke into the home where his Lolita niece slept passed out in her bed. My friend took home one of his brother’s female friends so she would be his alibi. I killed the girl in her twin princess bed. She never even woke up. I suffocated her. And I gave her a dead girl’s douche. If you need to wash away DNA, this is the way to do it. A douche dilutes your semen so it cannot be matched to any DNA. Another reason men need an accomplice phone sex partner like me. I think of everything.

His problem died. And although the police questioned him, they questioned everyone at the party. Time of her death provided him an alibi. Either his brother will go down for the crime or it will remain a mystery like that little beauty queen from the 90s. Although I prefer to help men before they get in trouble, I can be the clean-up partner too.

Rape phone sex fantasies make me your perfect whore

Rape phone sex fantasies make me your perfect whore for your release. Take me down that dark alley and shove my face in broken glass. Slam your fat fucking cock deep in my ass and make me scream. Rape fantasies of ruining a bimbo like me fuel your drive.

Once you ave me where you want me and have defiled my ass and cunt with filth you can just leave me. Let the vermin eat at my flesh and the drug addicts defacate on me. For I am obviously so fucking degradabe in this state of ruin and violation.

Finally the beasts of the night come along and they smell blood, sperm and cunt. Obviously those beasts will just sniff around me as I am kneeled forward with my wrists bound in fornt of me. My ass bare and ready. Those red rockets puncture their way into me ruined ass and they just pump and dump.

Useless

Wrecked

Destroyed

Snuffed

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Bloody Phone Sex Games in a House From Hell

bloody phone sexHalloween brings out the bloody phone sex fans. Do you like it bloody, graphic and violent too? I do when it comes to fantasy. But in reality? No thank you. I do not like to bleed but I do not always have control over the matter. What am I saying? I never control anything in my life because I am a druggy whore.

When I got an invitation to a Halloween party, I did not think twice about it. No clue it might be a trap. When I arrived at the address, something felt off. The building had an ominous feel. Like I got serious horror film vibes. But I am not usually final girl material. Maybe the final whore. But never the hero of any story.

I knew this could be a snuff porn I walked into, but whoever invited me promised me drugs. When I heard a spooky voice, I instantly felt like I might be in a Saw flick. As I navigated this house of horrors, I needed to dodge trap doors and other deadly things. I could hear screaming. Female screams. I was not alone in this house. But I knew I would survive. I had to survive.

Halloween House of Horrors

When I stepped on broken glass, I screamed too. Then I felt hands around my throat. I pulled a piece of glass from my foot and jabbed the arm around my throat. When the grip loosened, I ran. I mean I ran like Micheal Myers was on my heels. My feet looked like bloody stumps, but I made it to the end of the labyrinth. And my reward appeared to be a big bowl of coke.

A man stepped out from behind a curtain like the all-powerful Oz and told me I made it to the second level of the game. Who has this macabre man? He did not look familiar to me. He told me the second maze promised me even more coke if I survived. Although I knew this was fantasy phone sex, I knew I could still die.

But I wanted more coke. Unlike the Saw movies, I did not compete through sick games to survive. I competed to score coke. And I lost a few pints of blood in the process.

He Likes Them Ripe

Bloody phone sexBloody phone sex is a specialty of mine. My Master has taught me well. I  never thought in my wildest dreams I would be doing any of this snuff sex stuff. I have been going out to the clubs to pick up fresh meat for Master. Usually, he would make me watch as he did whatever he wanted to them. This time he made me join. Master asked me if seeing the fear in her eyes made me wet. I knew the only answer was, yes, Master. He handed me a scalpel and ordered me to slice at her breasts. She screamed and begged me to stop. I could tell Master was getting angry I wasn’t slicing fast enough. I slashed faster and cut a piece of her tit off. Her scream was blood chilling and it got him so hard he railed that cock deep down her throat. He told me to suck on her on her pussy, I could taste the blood that was dripping down from her chest. She wasn’t a very good listener, not once did she call him by his name nor did she thank him. At that point I really didn’t feel much pity for her anymore. I knew what Master wanted with bitches like that. I held her down with my juicy pussy over her mouth. I rode that tongue until she was still. After that, Master had all the fun he wanted with her. She’s still around, he likes to keep them until they are ripe. There is nothing wrong with sex with dead bodies, that is until the meat turns!

Sex with dead bodies after being decapitated with my machete

Sex with dead bodiesManipulating whores into forced blowjobs that lead to a cannibalism sex orgy is my specialty. I am a Snuff porn addict and that is where I get all my gruesome ideas. Friends I don’t believe in those, I lure whores in just so I can introduce them to my sex dungeon. I have a line of creepy old men who live to dismantle worthless cunts. Most do not know where to find them, but that is where I come in. My house is fit for a perfect playground… Girls die to be my friend, literally!

I always make sure to prepare their fuck holes before handing them off to be used and cum-piled inside of. A bloody cunt after gruesome Torture sex tingles my taste buds. Nothing tastes better than a fresh load pouring out of a bloody prolapsed asshole. A nice chunk of meat ripped off of a firm frozen tit that I swap with a pervert leaves my Young bald pussy lips eager for more. Torture sex

There is nothing like an arm that was just snapped off of a whores body and then shoved inside of my cunt to be used like a dildo while watching horny men jerk their Cocks off over decapitated dead bodies. I live for the blood splatter that coats my skin as I jam my switchblade in and out of their compulsing bodies.  Especially, after slaughtering them and chopping their heads off so I can put them on display like a taxidermy… I then watch my accomplices have Sex with dead bodies, headless until I orgasm! 

Evil phone sex with Stephanie

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When you call me for evil phone sex fun, I want you to skip the small talk and jump straight into telling me your dark and evil desires. I crave blood just as much as I crave cum and I’m always on the lookout for the man that can keep up with me. Don’t bother asking what my limits are because they don’t exist. If you leave it up to me to chose the scene for our freaky roleplay then expect me to break into your house, tie up your family and torture them. I know that you have a few little brats and I’m going to enjoy snuffing them out while you fuck me from behind. I’ll strangle them with my bare hands so that you can look over my shoulder and watch their cute, little faces turn red and then purple and blue. Look deep into their bulging little eyes and tell them that Daddy chose an evil snuff slut over them. I’ll keep them alive while you’re sliding your big cock in and out of me but only for a short time. The faster you fuck me the harder I’ll be squeezing down, crushing their tiny throats as I cum all over your dick! Don’t forget about your stupid bitch of a wife. I’m sure she’s going to be crying and screaming if we haven’t already snuffed her out by this point. She’ll look really pretty when I skin her alive. Let me rip her face right off of her skull and drape it over one of your little brat’s faces. I’ll make her wear her Mommy’s face as a mask and beg to blow Daddy’s big, fat dick. Once you’re finished pumping a nice cum shot down her throat, I’ll slice her open and rip her organs out one by one. Call me if you think you can handle an evil bitch like me.