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Killer phone sex fantasies are common. But I do not just have fantasies. I act on my desires. I am not the type of woman to show restraint. I am a narcissist and a sociopath. The only things different from me and most serial killers is that I never hurt animals, and no one diddled me as a little girl. I think even as a schoolgirl men knew not to touch me because I would have stabbed them in the heart. I had a weird fascination with knives when girls my age were playing with Barbie dolls. I grew up to be a taboo phone sex bitch because it is in my DNA. My grandpa on my dad’s side was a sadistic bastard who liked only me. I was his protégé. He was the warden and owner of a private prison once upon a time, but the government shut him down for cruel and unusual experiments on prisoners. I inherited his estate, which came with an electric chair and a huge knife collection worth over a million dollars because many of the knives go back centuries. My first kill was as my grandpa’s accomplice. He had kidnapped this young teen slut. She was hitchhiking. Grandpa used me as a wingman. Girls felt safe taking a ride from a grandpa with his young granddaughter in the car. I remember that first kill like it was yesterday. Grandpa had her tied up and naked. He fucked her and then carved her up like a side of beef. He left the deadly cut to me, though. That was my first snuff porn, and I was in a Catholic school outfit. My white blouse turned bright red when I stabbed my grandpa’s fuck meat in the chest. I went crazy stabbing her like 40 times. I was in a frenzied state because I was so excited to kill. My grandpa groomed me to be the stealth serial killer I am today. He gave me the knowledge, skills and tools to remain undetected by the police or FBI. I miss my grandpa, but I know I am making him proud in hell.

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