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Snuff Sex: You Can’t Outsmart a Sadistic Bitch

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Snuff sex is the best sex. I picked this guy up at this Steam Punk bar I go to often. He wasn’t really a goth or Steam Punk guy. He just had a thing for goth bitches like me. I wasn’t going to marry him. He just looked like a good fuck. Had money too from the way he was dressed and the gold Amex card he used for his tab. He bought me drinks all night. He was an out of town business man. Married of course. He took his ring off to hit on me, but I saw the tan line still. Nothing much gets by me. Again, his marital status didn’t matter to me. I was fucking him, not marrying him. His hotel was nice. One of those ritzy sky rise places downtown. I felt like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman, but I wasn’t a hooker. All eyes were on the Goth girl as she walked in on the arm of older, wealthy frequent flyer. All the staff knew his name. We get to his room and he pours me some Absinthe. The kind that is illegal in the US because of its potency. Something was up. My gut was going off, but I wanted to see it through. I scanned the hotel room. It was clear from little things his wife was on this trip with him. Threesome? I started acting drunk. I figured if I acted out inebriated, his true intentions might come out. They did.

He wanted me to kill his wife. In fact, if I didn’t kill her, he would kill her make it look like I did it. He paraded me through the hotel lobby like a show pony. Everyone would remember the Goth girl at the Carlton. My finger prints were on the glass. He was smart, just not smart enough.  I fucked him so his DNA would be inside of me; slipped him a roofie in his drink, waited for him to pass out, then I used his phone to text his wife. Waited for her to come back to the room. She wasn’t happy to see me, but I had her cheating, contract killer hiring husband tied up spread eagle. I explained his plot to her. It’s her money he likes to spend, so I made a deal with her. I castrated her sorry excuse for a husband so he couldn’t cheat on her anymore. In fact, she helped me. She would be my alibi if he tried to go to the cops.  She would divorce him and share with the police his murder for hire scheme should he try any bullshit again. I cut his balls off with so much joy. Used a rusty blade. Let him bleed enough to scare the fuck out of him, then cauterized the wound. I left her his worthless balls so she could keep them in her purse. Never mess with a sadistic bitch or a wealthy wife.

Anal Force Fucking A Youngster

Teen rape porn MaceyMaster and I have been plotting a really evil scheme that we have been wanting to act out and finally, last night, we were able to make it come to fruition! We went to the local park and abducted a youngster off of the playground. He was scared and crying for his parents as we transported him back to our underground dungeon. I couldn’t help but laugh at how terrified he was, it was turning me on to see him squirm in agony! Once we arrived back to the dungeon, Master had me put a ski mask over his face. There were no holes cut out of it so it really made it hard for the boy to breathe. I tied his hands behind his back and put both of his feet into a stretching device, spreading his legs open as wide as they could spread for me! Master buckled a huge cock strap-on on to my waist and told me to fuck the boy as hard and as fast as I could until he passed out from the pain. I savagely beat his tight little asshole with my thick cock, ripping him open and making him bleed! He was making moaning and groaning noises but they were muffled sounding through his ski mask. It didn’t take long for the boy to turn limp, and Master told me to stop. We took the ski mask off of him and he had died from asphyxiation. We threw his body into a cremation oven that we have down in the dungeon. He was burned to ashes, never to be seen or heard from again. Master and I kicked back and enjoyed some celebratory cocktails together on the couch after our dirty work was done!

I’m going to cum from this eventually…ending

Mutilation phone sex

After we broke her hip joints from jumping on her knees my ex started to randomly cut up and dismantle her. The head came off first and he sat and stared at it for a while, then suddenly started to skull fuck the head. I had heard the term before but haven’t seen it in the flesh.
He looked directly at me while he was doing his skull fucking and said to me…”I’m going to cum from this eventually.” And let out the most horrific laugh I have ever heard. I began to shake from all out realization that this was really happening. At first it felt like a dream or haze, not real…but it is very real and I don’t know what to do. I am frozen with fear. He shoots a load into the skulls mouth and then turns it around and hands it to me. Even more frozen I can’t take it from his hands and drop it. As it hits the floor the cum splatters out onto the floor and my ex looks at me and with the most insidious look, turns…grabs a large machete and cuts the body down the middle and says “My cum was going to be your lunch, now it’s guts. Enjoy.”

I’m going to cum from this eventually

I was out at a bar with some friends and I decided to leave before anyone else. Walking out to the car, I had my head down looking into my purse and suddenly I had arms around me pulling me toward a car. I saw the car and knew it was my ex’s car. I screamed at him to let me go, and he took his arms off me and said “Alright, alright stop your fucking screaming it’s just me. Get in the car.” “With you? Oh fuck no…I’m not going anywhere with you.” He flashed a gun and again told me to get in. I got in the passenger side and he pushed me to the driver’s side and told me to get going. When he was shoving me over I noticed a woman tied up in the back with a bandanna around her head gagging her. “Where are we heading.” I said to him in total fear. He told me to just head out and go left out of the parking lot. After about 10 minutes we arrived at a dump of a hotel, the $20 a night kind of slum. My ex turned around and pointed the gun at the woman and told her she was going to walk to the room and not make a sound or she would be shot in the tits. He took the gag off her and she gasped and rubbed her face.
In the room he had a tarp laid out, and when the woman saw it she started to panic. My ex punched her in the face as hard as he could and told her to shut the fuck up. He took the blanket that was on her and laid it over the tarp and told her to get down on it. She whimpered a little and he raised his hand and she stopped immediately. She lay down on the blanket and he told her to cross her legs Indian style. Then he looked at me and said when I tell you to, jump on her knee. When he said go, he jumped on her other knee and her hip joints broke. She started screaming out of pain so he stuffed the bandanna in her mouth. Tears were streaming down her face.
My ex doesn’t get off from fucking of any kind. He cums simply from torture and I am his accomplice tonight. And I think it’s going to be a long night.
I will write more tomorrow, I have to go help him again…

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Strangulation phone sex play

Strangulation phone sex LangleyHave you ever stood up too quick and got all light-headed, then your whole body kinda tingled? That’s what I’m so fucking addicted to! I get off so hard on strangulation phone sex! Maybe a little too much.

A guy was wanting to learn about erotic asphyxiation, so he asked me. Of course I was happy to oblige! I had him lay back on my bed, while I straddled his lap. Of course his cock sprang into action, and made it much easier to slide him into my cunt and hold on tighter, as I knew he would thrash some at first. But, that’s ok! 

I slipped off my shirt, and leaned over him, while I rode that dick! His eyes were focused on my perky little tits as my little hands wrapped around his throat. As soon as I started to squeeze, I felt his cock jerk and twitch, getting even harder!

I pressed in on his arteries, slowing the blood flow to his brain, making his face turn red, his eyes started to bulge. I didn’t want to stop, the rush of watching his fucking panic, his life draining under my hands was so fucking hot, I started to squirt right fucking then and there! 

Then my grip faltered, he moved, flipped me over before my orgasm had even finished, his dick still deep within my pulsing pussy. One big hand around my throat, he was hissing that I was going to fucking kill him.

Then I realized he wasn’t just horny, he was fucking pissed! Before I could explain that wasn’t the case (well, so it may have been, but gimme a fucking break, here) He threw his body weight into his hand, easily pinning me far into my mattress. His other hand balled into a fist, and he struck, over and over again as he dumped his seed into my belly. In an odd, detached way,

I felt the pops and snaps of the bones in my face breaking, the cartilage crumbling, vessels spewing. As my eyesight faded into blackness, I could hear the sickeningly wet sounds of his fist pounding into my fresh, bloody meat.

Blair was chosen for death

2 girl phone sexMy accomplice and I had several victims to choose from, they were all chained in my basement terrified and awaiting their fate. None of them were really turning my accomplice on at first, he was about to just say forget it when he saw Blair. She was huddled in the corner crying, her bright red hair showed like a flame in the gloomy basement and his boredom was gone in a flash! “This one!” He said excitedly, “I’ve never killed a redhead before!” Blair screamed and tried to struggle against her bonds but we had that bitch chained far too tightly for her to escape! He dragged her into the center of the room and told her that if she just sucked his dick really good that we would let her go… can you believe that dumb bitch actually believed him?? She was sucking that dick like a pro and when he came all over her face, she looked relieved, she even asked if we would unchain her. All we could do was laugh and tell that bitch that she wasn’t going anywhere! We strung her up and beat her, she was crying and begging for mercy but she was definitely in the wrong place to find any of that! If I bring a whore into my basement there is only one way she will be leaving… and that’s in a body bag!

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Killer Phone Sex Fun with a Friend

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies are my specialty. As a young girl, everyone called me Wednesday Addams because of my morbid fascination with death. Now, I never killed animals like most serial killers. I like animals. It’s people I hate. I am not really a serial killer either. Serial killers murder out of compulsion and they have a type of person they kill, along with a pattern. I kill because I want to, not because I need to. Sometimes I kill for money; other times I kill because the world doesn’t need another asshole or annoying brat. I am more like an angel of death than a serial killer. My killing is compassionate killing for the living. I have this girlfriend who was being harassed and stalked by a total loser. I mean she is a hot model. Statuesque beauty who can have any man she wants. Why would she waste time with a small dick loser? Especially one with no money. I threatened him once. I only give you one warning to back off. The second time we tango, you die. I don’t have the time nor the energy to waste giving warning after warning. Plus, how do I carry any weight if I have no follow through. I want to be taken seriously as a snuff porn queen. Brandon didn’t heed my warning. He also didn’t heed the court’s warning when he walked right through that restraining order. Just like Earle, Brandon had to die. My friend went with me. She was my accomplice and ticket into his gated home. He still lived with mommy and daddy at 35. How pathetic is that? They travel the world, so they were not home. Once we were in, he saw me. Rightfully so, he was scared. He tried to run, but I tossed a bottle at his head and down he went. I wanted to slit his throat immediately, but there is no fun in that. I tied him to his bed spread eagle and naked. Chopped off his balls so I could use them as a ball gag. Aimee did the honors and whacked off his pecker. We let him bleed out slowly and painfully, waited until the shock sunk in, then we sliced an artery and left to have dinner. He had no friends. His parents won’t find him for two weeks. Don’t be a loser or an asshole and you get to live.

Evil phone sex with Ivy

Evil phone sex

I’m craving something evil. Something so bad that you would have to repent and bathe in holy water to feel a little bit clean again. I mean if you believe in the joke of God and all that stupid bullshit that goes with it. I believe in what I see and I have seen some evil shit. Like a 9 month swollen belly getting sliced open with a rusty knife… hands ripping that big swollen belly open and pulling out that lifeless body. The new mommy screams as she watches the life she grew being used as a fucktoy! God thinking about it now makes my pussy drip. I love hunting for pregnant women. Their big milk filled breasts are so juicy and tender. Their big bellies are easily filled after you rip out that little fucking shit bag. I wonder which one of you has the balls to hunt for 2 with me!

Cannibalism phone sex Menu

Cannibalism phone sex LangleyCannibalism phone sex lets me share our wonderful culinary experiences and experiments with that yummy girl meat!

And this is the perfect hunting season! Tourists everywhere, teens on spring break wandering away from their groups, such easy prey.  I have this wonderful, beautiful little spot by the freeway, where there’s a little park with a creek, and a small water wheel with plenty of dark places and bushes. It looks so inviting, females often wonder over to see the water, out of view. I’ve been relaxing in the shade, just waiting. Counting the new budding green tips of the pines. I hear her approaching, calling back to her family to go ahead, she’d catch up with them shortly. “Oh, no you won’t,” I thought to myself.

As soon as she rounds the corner, I spring on her, clamping my legs around hers, one hand around her throat, one pinning the cloth to her mouth. She succumbs rather quickly, and I brought her home.

Once she was thoroughly shaved, scrubbed, and buffed to a beautiful glow, it was time to season her. My Rich is so amazing at mixing herb and oil blends. We slide her in a number of places for whole herbs to be stuffed after she’s very, very coated. We tie her in our roasting rope and place her on the giant indoor grill. The flames are set extra low, as to let her roast all evening. She begins to flutter awake, and tries to scream, though it is caught in her throat. Her tears vaporize as they hit her cheeks from the heat. As her legs got darker and darker, her sad little wails fell into low whimpers, barely sputtering. I pour us another glass of wine while we sit, cuddle, and watch her brown, fragrant flesh cook.

She’s going to make a wonderful main course for our couscous and roasted vegetables!

Langley loves killer phone sex!

Killer phone sex Langley

Having a cold-blooded streak gives me a deep love of killer phone sex! Every girl has their deep, dark secret fantasies don’t they? I have one favorite, one that I turn to over and over again.

Every night I’m on here, I get calls from guys wanting to talk for free, trying to get me to talk before payment, or simply saying nothing, stroking their pathetic cocks on the other end of the phone. They keep my wonderful, faithful paying customers from being able to get through. And even if it’s for a minute, I won’t stand for that!

 He’s strapped to my stretching table. Nice and tight. His eyes flutter as he’s coming to. His eyes are huge when he sees me, he tries to scream, but between my gag and his nearly crushed throat, all he can do is a muffled rasp. Ha! Fucking worthless piece of fucking shit. I know he recognizes me, he’s called from my website enough, fucking twatwaffle. He really tries to freak the fuck out when I pull my set of scalpels out and start playing the flat edges over his naked body, slightly nicking here and there. I can’t help but to giggle out loud. Fucking pig!

Now what to do? Hmmm, it seems that he is having a terrible issue with two parts of his anatomy. His ear, and his sad little limp dick. Those fingers, those are issues, too. I got it!

I take my little pretty shiny, grip the tip of his ear, and start slowly slicing through the cartilage and flesh, I can almost hear him screaming, not that anyone will hear the little git. I hold his ear in front of his face, flapping it around like a red, sick jello jiggler. It’s strangely entertaining! What a nice-sized hole that’s made!

Oh look, he’s starting to spit his gag out. Let’s fix that! I grab what little I can of his impotent wiener, and I start slicing around and around, until all that’s left holding it to his bleeding body is his bloody urethra. I enjoy looking dead in his eyes as I grip it between my knuckles and..SNAP!.. there it goes!

Oh, tears, how sweet. I stretch his detached ear out just a bit, fit his severed dick through it, and wedge it in his sobbing mouth after removing his gag. Beautiful! He’s too busy gagging on his own still-piss dripping, blood-soaked member to see me pick up the cigar cutter.

Fucking love this thing. Just the fun clicking noise they make gets my cunt fucking wet! His pinky finger slides easily into the hole, and just as he opens his crying eyes to look my way, *POP* goes the finger! One after another, ’till all he has left for hands are two bloody palms. His left thumb is keeping his gaping, bloody pisser from bleeding out too quickly.

One by one I ram his own fingers through his hearing hole into that empty fucking skull.

Long after he’s dead, I’m still filling his head with his digits.

Try bugging me now, bitch!