Snuff sex is the only kind for me. Consider me a praying mantis. I fuck and then bite the head off my lovers. I am not a romantic bitch. I want to fuck but I do not want to do small talk or snuggle. Hell, I do not even want to hear about your day. That day to day inconsequential shit bores me. I want to stab a man’s eyes out the moment he says something stupid like, “How was your day,” or calls me honey. I hooked up with this Goth dude last night. I thought he understood my rules. Men always think I am kidding when I tell them I do not do girlfriend stuff. I am using men for a quick release, nothing more. I am a black widow without being married. I have killed or castrated, often both, 100s of men plus one after last night. Thousands of men if you count the ones, I would not fuck for a million dollars. I hate men. But I hate everyone. I am a loner type. I am an equal opportunity evil bitch. I kill little ones and cunts too. Little ones annoy the fuck out of me. Germy little fuck trophies that drain your soul should rarely be brought into this world, yet millions of these fucking brats are born daily. I am just population control. Call me Covid, LOL. I get rid of the weak, the meek and the sick. And I get rid of the assholes, small dick losers, gold diggers and vacuous Barbie dolls. The world has run amuck with too many worthless types. Like Trump, I want to make America great again. I do that with knife play phone sex. I am slicing, cutting and stabbing my way to a much better country. My question for you is are you my victim or my accomplice?
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Snatch Snack Ala Sushi
I love sushi, and it’s exciting to watch that sweet flesh sliced into perfection. My kind of sushi is a bit of a delicacy. If you are into cannibalism phone sex then this will be hot. Few enjoy this and I do love to slather it with wasabi. I love watching it become inflamed and the being that this sweet flesh meat belongs to squirms and can’t scream. I like feeding her the delicacy that paralyzes her but she is still awake and feels the burning of the wasabi on her snatch. Taking a nice long Yanagiba filet knife and tenderly slicing that sweet clam into beautiful fleshy strips is a bit of a fetish of mine. I like having a young girl or two and a boy to play with. I slice that tender penis flesh into the most exquisite pieces of meat to enjoy with a good Sake and fiery wasabi. I’m really craving a fix now. I guess I need to g to market and get that flesh for tonight.
Accomplice Phone Sex Submissive Slut
I am an accomplice phone sex submissive slut. I was not always this way. I used to think of myself as a princess who deserved to be spoiled. I had a random encounter with a man I met online a few years ago, and I guess you could say he broke me. I spent a month chained in his basement. He called me a challenge. I fought, cried, refused to see myself as slave for weeks. But the darkness, the isolation, the hunger, broke me. He broke through my hubris and made me see that women do not have the power. In fact, we are inferior to men in every way. I was not his first challenge and I was not his last either. I am just his prized slave. I get to help him with slave training now. We picked up a young girl hitchhiking last week. She looked like a cock tease with big tits and a very fat ass. Curvy slut. She also thought she was one hot piece of ass. We gave her a ride. A ride to hell. I drugged her and helped take her to the dungeon where I once lived. Master put a fire hose on her daily. He force fucked her and he made her eat his shit. Master was nicer too me, but I was easier to break. And I was prettier. This bitch was awful stuck up for her appearance. None of it matters now. She is just another whore slave like me, but I was here first, so I am master’s number one slave whore.
Necrophilia Phone Sex Funeral
I always love being around the dead more than the living. I met my boyfriend through my obsession of funerals and the preparations of the dead bodies. I often listened to the scanner waiting to hear about an homicide or suicide. I love Murder and Necrophilia phone sex feeds my needs. It was a common occurrence for me to befriend the undertaker or funeral director and get in the morgue to help out. I Love Morticians. I was going to study to be one but my misbehavior as a teen screwed up my college admittance, well the ability to receive any funding. I was caught with drugs, had DUI’s and even caught digging up a freshly buried body of a Priest to do obscene things to. It’s what I love. So I started hanging around the mortuary and funeral homes around me. I also managed to get a job in the Hospital where I could be down in the Morgue. I’m in love with death and I loved preparing the dead bodies for their funeral preparations. I would get the stiff males and fuck them before washing them and setting up the drainage tubes. I love a dead stiff cock in my cunt. So it goes to say that I have no issues when I feel the need to snuff some loser out for my own jollies. I really love to lure them in, get them excited and ride their hard cocks as the poison they ingested sets in. I love this one that puts them right into rigor mortis making their cocks rock hard. I love fucking guys as they turn blue. Sex with dead bodies is the ultimate high for me, especially as I get to tweaking out on some form of heroin or crack. I love to fuck the dead.
I Pissed Daddy Off Again
Because I am just that worthless of a little pain slut I went in his room and stole some of daddy’s heroine. It was just that I had to go audition for an Ass rape porn and really knew just what would happen. It was like a bad movie that went into the loop of the same thing over and over. Only this time daddy barged in on the film auditioning and gave it to me good. He pushed past the guys, thrust my collar on me and yanked the chain as I started choking and scolded me. As he was choking me he directed one of the assholes that were doing this film to shove their fucking cock in my whore mouth and shut me up. He pulled off his belt and started cracking it across my tits from the side. He even spanked the dudes balls making him face fuck me harder. Daddy demanded to know if I knew why he was there and so angry. Of course I did I was a useless whore that dipped into his party supplies. I had to pay for it. He brought in his friends large four legged beast to knot up in my ass and fuck me with all of its might. I was getting destroyed by my own daddy just for taking a little bit of his H to numb my pain addiction because I needed to make more money. Now all I did was make a lot of people angry and managed to film a filthy snuff porn that would make the producers way more money. Daddy got his heroine replaced and an 8 ball for my misbehavior. I got a week in the cage and forced to be a pet for the guys filming the movie.
Snuff Slut Who Loves Torture Sex
When I met him, I knew that it was going to end badly for me. I didn’t know that he was going to push me past any limits, though. The pain grew more intense with each session of torture sex. It didn’t matter; I could not get enough. My nipples were raw, my thighs covered in lacerations, but I gave him more. He would choke me so harshly that I just knew I was gone. It burns my soul to give so much to him, but I’ve never come harder in all of my life. I wanted it.
He pushed the knife deeper, deeper each time he used it on me. My pussy dripped as the blood coursed out from my body. Finally, he confessed that he wouldn’t be satisfied until he felt my body go cold while he was balls deep inside of me. The butcher started to remove parts of my skin as I watched in exquisite horror. He flayed me, and then I lost consciousness. A hard jab my jaw brought me back to the moment. He wrapped his gloved hands around the handles of the garrote. My life faded, and he licked the fresh spill from my throat.
Just a Worthless Slut For Daddy
I’m daddy’s little worthless slut that begs him to act out his Mutilation phone sex fantasies on me. I love to have daddy violate my pussy with his huge daddy dick and rip me open. He should stab me multiple times as he pounds my bloodied up cunt. He calls me all kinds of names like worthless little whore and filthy slut. I deserve it daddy and please cut me up when your done stabbing my titties. I want you to fuck me in my holes after you cut me up. Daddy will you please cut my head off and fuck my dead head and keep it to continually fucking it? I want you to love me daddy and love me with your penis in my neck hole please daddy. I’m your dumb little cunt and I deserve to die by mutilation and snuff sex violating my throat after you cut off my dead girls head. Please daddy, kill me. I’m forever your worthless slut. Daddy I want my limbs put into a tree mulcher, please. I want my flesh to be fed to the vermin because I’m a useless cunt and such a fucking brat daddy. I deserve it. I love you daddy.
Ball Busting Evil Phone Sex
You see me at the bar looking hot as fuck and you have to buy me a drink. This is only the beginning of your biggest nightmare of evil phone sex fun. I flirt with you, even though you are the most annoying little twerp that surely has a little dick. I let you buy my time with more drinks and your offer to do some bumps. I won’t turn down free drugs and booze. I especially won’t when they are coming from my next victim. I let you think I’m interested. I even let you take me home. You really think your about to get lucky as I kiss you and let you grope at me. You see, I love it best when my victim is excited. I find it way more satisfying to dig my nails into some nice full balls. I just kiss you harder and bite your tongue as you try proclaiming or pull away from me. My knife blade caresses your ballsack flesh and slides up the shaft. Filet my balls is what I call your feeding me drinks and cocaine. It’s a mating ritual made for ass rape porn. As you struggle with your bleeding dick and balls, I am preparing the finale. The video rolls as I’m exposing your ass and on the screen I force you to look at I am behind you about to make you my bitch.
Snuff Sex Makes America Great Again
Snuff sex is the only kind of sex I have nowadays. I find even less use for men, people in general with this fucking plague. People are idiots. Men bitching about a haircut, talking about all lives matter, bitching about wearing a mask and complaining about food name changes and statutes being removed and no more rebel flag at Nascar events. I mean why the fuck do they care? Half these idiots are fat old white guys who do not live in the deep south and could not even tell you who the fucking statute is and what that person contributed to history. To me, no white male lives matter at all. All I must do is go on social media and find a jackass with a death wish. I found Bubba. No shit his name was Bubba. He lives a few counties over in a trail park. Poster boy for birth control. Missing some teeth. Big old beer gut yet he had some stupid memes fat shaming chicks on his wall. There was a picture with him in a Confederate flag shirt next to his Ford truck with big old truck balls. He was wearing his Making America Great Again red ball cap and drinking a Pabst Blue Ribbon beer I heard banjo music just looking at him. No way Bubba represents anything great about this country. I decided he needed something more than castration phone sex. I cat fished him. Had him meet me in a no tell motel for a kinky tryst. Like he could get a girl like me, let alone the girl in the picture I cat fished him with. Bubba was so dumb he just thought he was getting two chicks. I drugged him and he hit the floor with a big thud. Bubba lost his balls and his dick. I went Lorena Bobbitt on Bubba because all lives do not matter. And there does not need to be more Bubbas in the world. He screamed bloody murder. I shoved his dick and his balls in his mouth. And I put his Make America Great Again hat over his mutilated sex organs. Normally, I never call 911, but I wanted Bubba to live. I wanted him to know there is a cost to his free speech and sexism. Fat fuck will hopefully learn a lesson. Just for shits and giggles, I carved Black Lives Matter and Trans Rights on his chest. I know that will just annoy the shit out of him.
Killer Phone Sex Is Well, Killer…
Killer phone sex is so hot and well, its killer! I enjoy the way we hunt bitches down so you can off them after we tear apart those holes. My own daddy has become a serial killer and I was forced to be his accomplice form a young age. Am I fucked in the head because of it? I don’t know, I just know that blood and death really turn me on. I remember one time he brought a sweet young prostitute home from his travels and I was expecting a pretty strung out teen. But what I got what a pregnant slut. She had track marks and was so high that I knew the only service we could do was to kill her and take that crack baby out and sell it off. Daddy knew it was a girl and a few years go girls made a lot of money on the black market. Boy brats are selling higher now. P-men love to have house boys.
I had her tied up on the bed like the piggy slut she is with that belly getting squeezed as I watched men come in and pay 5 dollars to fuck her ass or pussy. Then daddy turned her over and grabbed some forceps and proceeded to make her a forced birth. After we got that girl brat out my sister took it and cleaned her up and We bound that bitch again. This time daddy fucked her with his Pistol until it fired a round in her ass killing her instantly. That was the first orgasm I had without touching myself. We ground her body up and had food for a week. Well we took out the ruined flesh first, we are not that crazy!


















