Wanna Netflix and Kill? I much prefer to watch snuff movies and plot our next kill. As you have probably guessed it, I do not do romantic girlfriend shit. You will never see me on dating sites. You will never see me on social media begging for attention either. I lay low. I stay in the shadows, so I am not on anyone’s radar. That does not mean I do not enjoy an accomplice because I do. I just need one who lays low too. People get busted every year doing something stupid and posting it on social media. I am smart about how I kill. Stealth. I look all Goth like with my jet black hair and pale skin. Yet, I blend in. No one remembers seeing me or anyone who looks like me. I stand out in a crowd and at the same time, I am completely invisible. It lets me get in and out of places and has allowed me to kill thousands of folks without so much as a sketch on America’s Most Wanted. Because of my skills and ability to remain invisible in plain sight, I am your perfect accomplice. I like to hunt humans. Young humans. Super young humans. It is not that I think it is easier to kill or lure them right into the arms of danger. It is that I hate brats and so many men want to do depraved things to their cute young bodies. That is why I am here. To help you do bad things to young bodies like explore your rape phone sex fantasies. The way I see it I am helping you finally get that young cunt your dick craves and I am getting rid of brats that will grow up to be gold digging cunt. So, are you in? Wanna Netflix and Kill with me?
Category: Snuff sex
Snuff Movies: Let’s Netflix and Kill
Today is a Big Snuff Sex Day
Are you watching the Super Bowl? Did you know today is the number one day in sex trafficking and snuff sex. More girls are hired to service men during the Super Bowl than any other day. This year is no different. I had to help my master get these young girls ready to perform. I had a couple Asian girls, a Russian doll, a Scandinavian princess, some illegal barrio girls and a couple white girls. My master traffics girls. I only recently found out. He was making sure I was loyal enough before bringing me in to help. I did not realize he was grooming me to be his accomplice phone sex partner. I feel badly for these girls. Some were sold to men by their own parents, most were kidnapped. They arrived to master today in a storage container in the back of a U-Haul truck driven across country. They were given heroin to sleep through the ride. They were filthy and string out. If I did not bring them to life, I would be in the container with them on the way back to where they came from. I showered them, fed them and dressed them like living dolls. They will be servicing all the men master invited over to his Super Bowl party. I am no longer needed. Thankfully, I turned them from dirty strung-out whores into pretty princesses. They will soon be strung out whores again. I watched a few girls get gang banged and turned into ass rape porn stars. It is survival of the fittest. I need to turn other girls out if I want to live. I have been in their place, but I aged out for men. Now, I am the assistant. I am the groomer. I can deliver you any kind of girl you want.
Two Victims Are More Gratifying
It’s hot scene for a 2 girl phone sex call. Two slutty whorish blonde victims. You lured us separately and trapped us in a dungeon or basement. Our senses are distraught as it’s very dark and concrete here. We are being treated like some kind of caged animals and only given a bucket to use for toilet and a bowl of water each. We are chained with a collar. Our wrists and ankles are shackled. There’s a webcam in each corner of the cell. We are being recorded and watched.
We beg and plea to be let go. Please let us out! It’s been a few hours and the drugs you injected us with are wearing off. We are at opposite sides of the cell and can’t even reach one another. We chained beasts and have no idea what is expected of us. There are voices coming silently to each of us. Telling us that the other one is plotting against us. You are trying to turn us against one another. We start to try and claw at each other but we can’t. I know you are just watching and laughing as we try to destroy one another and are destroying ourselves in the process. My neck is being cut by the collar I try getting out of the wrist shackles breaking my wrist.
You come in and are laughing. You bring in five huge hung men and let them go at us. We are being beat and fucked into a merciless bloody mess. You make me think that Sierra had plotted this abduction and singled me out at the club for the accomplice phone sex scene. You did the same to Sierra telling her it was me who chose her. We are just the victims in your sick game. This is not going to end well for us, is it?
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I use to love taking control and punishing my victim’s . if you can even call them that we both know they enjoy it . But lately i find myself enjoying being punished . I mean there’s nothing like being all tied up waiting for you to do whatever the hell you want to do. We both know i love the pain . You should just give me a taste of what i deserve . I just want someone to take control and do anything they want to me . I am so bored ! i want you to punish me or even hamulate me . What will you do ? Do you want to leave me a bloody mess ? Or maybe what you want is to rape my tight little virgin ass . You could even cut off my arms and fry them up in front of me while forcing me to finger myself . We could eat my arms or legs together !
The Devils In The Details: Snuff Movies
The Devil’s in the details is an idiom used by Nietzsche, a German Philosopher. When it comes to Snuff Movies, this saying can play out well. You see, when staging a snuff kind of movie as a fake, there are details that may be overlooked. You overlook something small and suddenly that faking of something you don’t understand can turn on you. You end up with an accident you were not prepared for. When it’s a film that you actually plan for the murderous ending, which is true snuff then, well you are just the Devil. Me, I am the Devil’s advocate in many ways. I love to provoke in the sense of a sinfully delicious way.
Luring young things and in the midst of the torture sex with their crying and pleading I start to interrogate them. Like what did you seriously expect to happen you dumb little cunt or asshole? Like you think anything good is going to come out of your offering for something you never earned or deserved? Please! You are the most pathetic little fucking cunt or loser. I will laugh at the piece of fuck meat and bring in the bull cocks to destroy it. I get my fun in working them up into the scared bleating little sheep they become. The lamb to the slaughter. I am the executioner and the sexy sweet lure. I am the embodiment of evil.
Your life is like that of an ants. Worthless in a sea of millions just like you. You are not a unique little flower that needs to be cultivated like an Orchid. You are just another in the experiment of some biological formation put here like a fucking rat in a maze. Dangling things in front of you and taking notes of your reactions. The worst part of this experiment is this damned society of followers that all think the same. You deserve to be the star of my snuff sex experiment. I take into consideration every possible outcome and detail. My incinerator is always burning.
kidnapping phone sex with Stephanie
I had a call that ended up in a much more evil way that my usual kidnapping phone sex call. I recognized the area code as being very close to where I live. After revealing to him that I was only about an hour away, we realized that we could have so much more fun than we thought. We had a golden opportunity to live out any twisted fantasy we wanted. We made arrangements to meet at a local park and have some fun. Just like we agreed, I had brought along a little throw away brat that I scored from some junkie slut for a few hundred bucks. We took turns licking her and playing with her before he wanted to have his real fun with her. I held my hand over her tiny face to muffle the screams as he jammed his hard cock into the soft spot on her little skull. He forced his cock in out, scrambling her tiny brains and shooting cum into her little head until she was limp. I licked the brains matter and jizz off of his dick while he drove us around town, looking for more brats to snatch up and play with. I think I’ve found the perfect playmate.
Gangbang Rape Porn Attraction
It was a dark web attraction to the Gangbang rape porn advertisement. I was the perfect fit for their fantasy role. I was a beautiful blond with fake tits and cock sucking lips. It was as though I was the poster girl for their vision. I was elated and delighted with how perfect the role was for me. I enjoyed getting coked up and snuffed out on set. The guys were all lined up throwing down some big wads of cash to get their turn. I was not spared by the last few that paid the most. They paid for a used up bimbo with holes ripped up and dripping with bloodied cum. It was magnificent the level of pain they asserted on me. I was taken to such a high and the IV of heroin certainly made it so mother fucking pleasurable to be beat to death like they did. They expected me to die. I thought I was going to go out with this one and begged for more pain. But I survived and awoke in the Hospital yet again the morphine surging through me and me begging the orderly to fuck me.
Sadistic Phone Sex Queen of Darkness Gray
Sadistic phone sex is something I have prequalifications of making a living at. I was just never the sweet and friendly kind girl. In fact, I was the one classmates were obsessed with starting rumors about. I was a Satanist, and well, that part became true. You see, I greatly enjoy the darker side of life. I am only out to get what I want and do what pleases me. That is a quality of Satanist. We do not play games and pretend to be sweet, and kind. That sit annoys me to no end. I see these types as the backstabbing little cunts that I enjoy fucking up.
There was this bitch I worked with once. She was obsessed with me, wanted to be me. I would date a guy and dump him. She was like a fucking leech and attached to him. This slut needed snuff sex. She wanted to fuck him because he had fucked me. She was as disposable as these guys.
I correct the shit in the gray areas. I am the gray corrector. I found this a funny thing someone called me. You know those bitches that act evil and pretend to be nice. I correct them and show the truth. Sadly they never survive to learn that lesson. I bet you want to know how I fixed the wannabe Gray cunt. Maybe you wish to know about what I do to correct these bitches. Well, it’s torture sex. I lure them. Make them excited that I am letting them be my lover and friend. This lasts for like a couple of hours top. I maliciously sabotage those little cunts. I shackle them up and use their fears against them. It’s the most delicious thing. My favorite part is when I take my big fucking strap-on that looks like a black beast shimmering with glass embedded with strychnine. Are you my next victim, or is it accomplice fun you are seeking?
Snuff Sex Bitch
I am a snuff sex bitch. That is clear in my bio and my blogs. Yet every fucking day I get some lovelorn loser calling me for a GFE call. Sometimes I get a lovelorn loser who thinks he can dominate me and call me names. Big mistake. I do not do love nor am I a bitch. I will never cater to some loser’s desires to dominate a dome either. I do not care if you are paying me. What you pay for is an annoyance tax. It is the fee I get just to have to hear your fucking annoying voice. I am not your whore. I am not your girlfriend. I am not your bitch. The moment you go in any one of those directions, the gloves come off and I come out swinging. I will aim straight for your worthless dick and balls too. I am not doing this job to connect or make friends or find love. I do this job for inspiration. Losers like the one I spoke to last night inspire me to castrate men, even kill them. I am at my best when pissed off because I do not take shit from anyone. If you call me, you can be my victim or my accomplice phone sex partner. There is no in between. There never will be any in between. I do not operate in the in-between gray area. You are my accomplice or my victim. I enjoy killing and torturing folks. I can torture or kill you or we can torture or kill someone else. If you are too stupid to be on a snuff site and not read a bio or a few blogs, your death is well deserved. I will take your balls first because that is just fun for me. Your death, however, will be slow and agonizing. So, are you my accomplice or my victim?
Snuff Sex Death
It is always snuff sex with most of my callers. I just die a different way every day. When he calls, I know I am going to die in a cleaver yet painful way. It was a snuff auction. I did not want to be there. Of course, I did not think I deserved to be there either. Me and a several other blonde bimbos were auctioned off for death. When he bought me, I got sassy. I asked why me. He smacked me. Many times, hard across the face and across the tits. I continued to get sassy until he broke me with his slaps. I just wanted to survive. I was fighting for my life. I know I have not lived a pure life. I have done some things wrong, but this guy was just wanting to torture me for fun, not punishment. Well maybe some punishment. I was a mouthy bitch. Tit torture sex was getting him off. He was smacking my tits, tying them up and using them like boxing bags. I was tied up, with a noose around my neck. I was on a platform for everyone to see too. A public execution with torture first. He choked me, slapped me, electrocuted me too. He was getting off on my body convulsing. I was drooling and turning colors. I was scared. He was destroying my body with a paddle and his bare hands. Just another blonde bimbo dead for amusement.