Tag: Bloody Phone Sex

Killer Phone Sex Victim Bleeds Out During Snuff Sex

killer phone sexNothing gets the heart pumping in my pussy like killer phone sex. My heart felt like it was going to explode. All the adrenaline was going to my clit while I ran. You were behind me with a knife. I got to the front door as soon as you caught me. You grabbed my arm and threw me on the floor. I was completely fucking naked, so there was nothing to pad my fall. You climbed on top of me and slammed my head into the ground until I passed out. 

I Knew I Wouldn’t Survive The Night

I woke up on my face. There was a burning pain in my ass and cunt. I was lying in a pool of sticky blood leaking from my fucked up holes. I grimaced. Then I heard your boots stepping to me. I tried to crawl away. You climbed on top of me and hauled my ass up in the air. I screamed for you to stop, but I was so light headed. Your cock slammed into my pussy and I screamed. It’s like my screaming made your cock harder. More and more of my blood leaked out of my cunt and leaked all over your cock. 

You fucked my holes so hard so many times I started to get too swollen to fit your dick inside of me. That’s when you decided to fuck me with your knife. The searing pain got worse when you started hitting my cervix. My pussy was being literally torn in half by your cock. I screamed again. The tears started running down my face. You forced me to kiss you. I spit in your face. I shouldn’t have done that. You forced me to look at you while you plunged your knife into my back. You pierced my lungs. I spent my last few breaths being a killer’s cum rag. 

Bloody Phone Sex Just Got Bloodier and More Torturous

bloody phone sexIt would not be Killtober without bloody phone sex. Recently, a caller inspired me to utilize more medieval torture. My grandfather did not just leave me his massive knife collection, but his medieval torture collection too. Some of the pieces are authentic and appraised at a high price. And insured too. But a couple pieces are replicas made to look authentic. All of which now reside in my underground bunker. Or best known as my new kill shack. Have not abandoned my old one yet, but this new one is more convenient.

So, after my phone call, I spoke with a friend who seems to be able to find anything you want or need from young girls to drugs to a medieval rack. But I have always wanted a medieval rack. And he found me one. For a pretty penny, of course. It got delivered yesterday. And it even has fresh blood stains on it. My guess, some one else used it recently for torture sex. Just like I planned to do also.

But who would be my first victim? My need to try this expensive, centuries old torture device, made me less selective. So, the first person to annoy me would win one free torturous death. And that just happened to be some vacuous self-entitled coed cunt who cut in line at my Goth coffee house thinking all the other Goth folks would not check her bad behavior, and when someone did, she went off on an unholy rant. My lucky turned into her last day on earth.

Nothing Better Than a Bloody, Torturous Medieval Death

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I followed her in my car, cut her off the road, dragged her out of her expensive car that no doubt mommy and daddy bought for her. Luckily, she went down a back road, less traveled. Tossed her in my trunk and drugged her. And she woke up tied to my new rack. Feisty whore. Mouthy too. I put a ball gag in her mouth because I hate those whiny, high pitched bimbo sounds. Once I cranked the rack up, she started screaming. Muffled screams, but at least she was no longer talking.

Honestly, I like to prolong the snuff sex torture for as long as possible so I can achieve maximum pain for my victim and maximum pleasure for me. But her voice and screeching forced me to put her out of my misery. So, she died quickly. At least quickly by my standards. But painfully. My nice new toy ripped her in two. Eviscerated her, leaving her guts on the floor and her  blood on my wall. But nothing a hose and some paint cannot fix.

Necro Fantasy: A Carnival of Depravity

Necrophilia phone sex

 

Hello, perverted pests—your nightmare’s about to unfold.

I’m your sinister host, reveling in the most twisted, taboo desires. If you’re lusting after a good time, look no further—I’ll be your guide into the depths of depravity.Imagine a world where boundaries don’t exist, a realm of carnal freedom. Together, we’ll snatch our victims from the streets, a random selection of unwilling participants.It’s a bloody affair, a gruesome harvest, but necessary for our twisted pleasure. Their screams, a haunting melody, music to my sickened ears.

We’ll push the limits, and then some—a macabre dance with the devil. Their flesh, a canvas for our sinister desires, and the blood, a sticky, iron-rich treat.I’ll describe the pleasure of slicing into tender flesh, the juicy squelching as the knife sinks deep. Imagine the ecstasy of power, of watching their life drain away.And in their final moments, we’ll defile their lifeless bodies, a perverse victorious act. My clit will throb with each brutal stroke, each grunting thrust.

Cum with me, perverts, as we explore the boundaries of sanity. Our victims are mere props, disposable vessels for our sinister needs.No taboos, no limits, just cascading pleasures—a carnal vortex of depraved ecstasy. And in the end, an explosive climax, a macabre flourish.This is the ultimate high, a necro-fantasy realized. Our victims’ souls can’t escape this vile destiny.

So, grasp your swords, my twisted allies, as we embark on this sinister safari.

Let the bloodbath begin!”

Bloody Phone Sex Rampage for Killtober

bloody phone sexKilltober equals bloody phone sex. My Halloween rampage took off earlier this year. Just too many folks need put out of my misery. But I am an equal opportunity killer. Your gender, age, skin color, or size never matters to me. If you act like a tool or a bitch, and you cross my path, I will kill you. And without remorse either. I am sort of an equalizer.

I meet folks who need killed everywhere. And yesterday, I met Bob at the grocery store. Meet might not be the right word. More like encountered. He went off on some old lady cashier for going too slow. Who yells and degrades a grandma? If you cannot control your anger like that or enjoy picking unfair fights so you can win, that makes you a tool. And tools, I find expendable.

As I followed him out to his car, I watched him yell at more people who did nothing wrong but pass him by. I found a snuff porn victim at the grocery store. And I think that might be a first. For his deplorable actions, he lost his cock and his balls. He lost his life too. But I wanted to make him suffer. And I wanted him to know why. I am sure the act I caught at the grocery store was mild compared to what he has done in the past. Folks do not act like bullies just once.

So Many Folks Deserve to Die to Make This World Better

I ran a background check on the license plate of the car he drove off in and determined he did not have a wife. So, likely home alone. Perfect for me because I do not need his DNA in my car or home. But I leave no DNA because I am a smart killer. I caught him by surprise. The loser thought I snuck into his house to fuck him. But I let him think that so I could get his worthless dick out.

When we got to his bedroom, I overpowered him easily and tied him to his bed. The loser thought I just wanted to play kinky games. In a way, I did. I used an elastor on his balls which farmers use for castrating sheep. Once bound and gagged, I read him his rights and mutilated his body. I carved Bully in his chest with a very sharp knife and watched the blood pour out of him. Then I continued the torture sex with his cock. Carved loser on his useless pecker. More blood loss. But I prefer red to all other colors.

I sexually mutilated him before the final cut to the throat made him bleed out on his bed. Normally, I would take his body out of the house and feed it to the wildlife in the woods behind me, but he weighed too much. Dead weight literally. If anyone missed him or discovered his body, it looked like a woman scorned killed him. But they will never know I was the woman. No one ever knows it was me.

Cheap phone sex killer queen less than hired assassins.

Cheap phone sex             Cheap phone sex killer queen less than hired assassins.  Now I have been called a lot of things. Whore is one. I like it. Killer queen bee. It must be remembered that I am super cheap to deal with. All in all, I have no limits, you let me run wild. I will do the snuffing of life. Make it bloody and gory. Revel in it.

            After all, that is what I will do. Get your cock hard. Careful now, I may just decide to take a bite off it. Rip your nuts back and forth like a dog with a bone. Not letting go. Castration is always fun.

            It must be remembered that I am a cheap killer queen that you pay less than hired assassins. I like what I do to. We have covered the Bloody phone sex aspect, the castrations, and finally we will discuss how much of a killer I am.

            Just what are you thinking? You want to be a killer like me? Learn from me for the low cheap price that I am. Be a whore with me in fact. There is nothing that would be stopping us. Together we would be unstoppable.

            In any event my price never changes. It is a very cheap price for a whore that really does like what she does. So much so that it ought to be illegal. But it’s not. Live out that fantasy with me. Be a killer right alongside of me.

            Together forever.

Snuff Phone Sex Fantasies Require a Sick Accomplice Like Me

snuff phone sexSo many guys enjoy snuff phone sex. And I am here for the hot ride. Hard to believe with my violent upbringing that I would enjoy snuff so much, but I do posses two sides of me. On one hand I love the girlfriend experience. A little romance and hot sex. But my darker side loves to help men do depraved shit. I mean we live in a dog eat dog world. And only the strong survive.

You could say I am one of the strong ones because I survived my abusive father. I survived the seedy underworld of snuff flicks. And I survived a master who kills all his fuck dolls when they age out for him. So now, I help men like you with their snuff sex fantasies. If you envision something long enough, you desire to make it a reality becomes too strong to ignore. And that is where I come in. I enjoy being the accomplice more than I enjoy being the victim.

Let Me Help You with Your Depraved Fantasies

Todd knows my former sadistic master. And he told Todd I could help him fuck a little girl. I could not say no to Todd because my former master could still kill me anytime he wanted. He knows where I live. Todd paid me handsomely, but before I could collect any money, I needed to find him a tiny teen girl for his daddy dick. He wanted something thin, blonde and with no tits or hair on her cunt yet. Girls that age do not go to the mall alone. So, they can be harder to lure away.

However, I take my accomplice phone sex duties seriously. I lured a little girl into my car with my puppy. Drove her straight to her worse nightmare. Todd planned to do very bad things to this little whore. And he did. I watched him destroy her cunt and ass with his huge cock. He tore that little girl’s pussy wide open. For a moment, it looked like she gave birth to a bowling ball because her little snatch gaped so far open.

She passed out from pain and shock, but I would smack her back away. Todd loved her crying, screaming and begging for mercy. But he held his ground. No mercy shown. He destroyed her tiny tight holes. And I helped him do it.

Ass rape porn is what I wanted to make

After watching so much live Ass rape porn because of my uncle. I wanted to make my own. Still young and dumb, I set something up with a perv online. “You have to make sure you don’t stop, even if I cry and plea” I say on the phone. What he didn’t know was that I gave him my neighbors address. They always left their young slut daughter alone all night so they could party. I just had to sneak into her closet. That’s what I did with my camera into her closet.

Ass rape porn

The time came when he showed up. Just like we discussed he snuck right in. Therefore, I started to film. His hand covered her mouth. “I hope you’re ready for me bitch” he said as he taped her mouth. Her body was so little. I filmed as he tied her up, just like my uncle did all his victims. “Your ass looks younger than I thought” he moaned as he ripped her clothes off. “Open up, let me get a taste” he said as he got in between her legs. I was so excited that my plan was working, my cunt started to get wet.

Watching him lick her up, made me a bit jealous. My uncle never licked me or any of his victims before torture fucking them. Her body squirmed as he lapped on her holes. Little did she know he was about to get her ass ripped open. Even though she had tears streaming down her face, she was moaning. “Fuck from our conversation, I didn’t know how much you would love this” he moaned as he undressed. “All we spoke about will happen” he moaned once again. I zoomed my camera into her asshole. He had her legs wide. With a hard push, he rammed his cock in her tight little asshole.

She screamed out as he fucked her ass hard. “That’s it bitch, scream and try to fight, makes it better” he grunted as he started to wrap his hands around her neck. In our convos, I had told him to choke me until passed out. So, he was doing exactly that. Her body flopped as he rough fucked her ass. Just like my uncle did many times to young dumb sluts, he choked her. Soon her body was going limp. “I’m going to cum” he moaned as she stopped moving. He had snuffed her, and I caught it all on film. Then I watched as he pumped bleach into her cunt before he left. My heart was racing as I ran out. Once I was in my room, I started to play with my cunt. I watched the porn I just made over and over until I creamed my fingers up. 

Knife Play Phone Sex with Me Leaves You without a Dick and Dead Sometimes Too

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex with me may end your life or leave you dickless. So, consider yourself warned. I am not your typical girl. No girl on a snuff site is. When you call a sadistic bitch like me you best not be looking for a normal fuck call. Those I never do. Never. Most guys follow my rules on my phone sex line and in my personal life. However, there will always be those self-entitled assholes who think that because they paid you for a service they can do as they please.

Take Mike for example. He hired me to castrate him. But he got cold feet and thought he could fuck me instead. Why in the world would I ever fuck a man who knows his cock cannot do anything for a woman. If you want me to castrate you, I will not fuck you. If you do not think you are worthy, why should I?

He paid me $10,000 for castration phone sex. Just this was real life, not my phone life. But when he met me, he got a boner. I guess he likes Goth babes. But not my problem. I would not refund him. And I told him no refunds when he paid me. So, this idiot tried to force himself on me. But no man ever catches me off guard. I have eyes in the back of my head. Plus, I’m always strapped with a knife or two.

If You Pay Me for Castration, You Can Never Fuck Me Before You Lose Your Balls

When he tackled me to the ground, I kneed him in his balls. Made him cry like a bitch. That was enough time for me to regain control. My knife sliced his leg to hobble him. Mike was a big boy. Not tall but fat. He could have squashed me. But he did not because I am a swift thinker and always prepared. I strapped him down on the floor, tying him to the table and coffee table legs. Then I stripped him and did the job he paid me to do. But first I kicked him in the balls several times. Hard too.

I took his cock and balls. Shoved both in his mouth, pinched his nose and suffocated him. Yes, he got snuff sex and castration. Maybe not a bonus for him, but a bonus for me.

Accomplice Phone Sex Brings Out Sadistic Tendencies

 

Accomplice phone sex

 

Accomplice phone sex is like a gateway drug. I started out as a strung-out slut and was that way for years. Guys could do anything to my worn out cunt for some blow. Who cares about anything being high all the time but that changed one night. The last guy took advantage of me and something inside my warped brain snapped. He threw a wad of cash down on the floor and said something about how next time I could puke of his fuckin’ dick for all he cared. I laughed and so did he, his twisted , disgusting face looked like a demon in that moment I grabbed the ashtray cracking it on the back of his skull. He yelped in pain and swung around trying to fight me off, “You cum bucket, coke whore!” he screamed. I calmly told him that all those accomplice phone sex calls he told me about in his drug fueled stupor had gone to his head. He had no idea how things can turn on a dime. As he crawled on the jizz stained carpet with a gooey mess of blood pouring from the back of his head I began to laugh harder. I mocked him as I went to the kitchen to get a knife from the block. I chose a sharp one, perfect for cutting meat- human flesh meat! He was near the couch becoming delirious as I stomped my stiletto heel into the base of his spine. All those years of being in and out of hospitals had paid off. He made the most guttural sound and began to piss his pants. I snarled at him with the knife in my hand and said, “darling, why don’t we talk about castration phone sex?”. The coke pumped through my body giving me what seemed like the strength of a thousand men as I rolled him over like he was an mannequin. He started to sob, but it was too late. I tore his urine stained pants and underwear down. His cock was flaccid and pathetic looking. Wielding the knife with a butcher’s skill, I severed his cock from his body as he squealed like a pig being slaughtered. He had no idea his stories about accomplice phone sex would turn me into a predator.

Rape phone sex fantasies is what my unc will get out of desperate druggy whores

Since my unc was hot, it was easy for him to get his Rape phone sex fantasies he needed. “I just want to see your cock” bitch mommies would say to him. “Only way you’ll see my dick is if I fuck your daughter” he always replied. The fact that they were worthless druggy whores made it easy for them to give up their brats. “Expose their little body and bald pussy for me” my unc would say with a sadistic look in his face.

Rape phone sex fantasies

Right away they did as he wanted. He was hotter than any guy their druggy ass could get. As soon as she was naked and crying, her own mommy held her down. Then my unc got in between ther legs. Right away, my uncle wraps his hands around her little neck. Finally, her mommy gets to see my uncle’s big dick. But she sees it ripping her little daughters pussy open. The harder he wraps his hands around her neck, the tighter her pussy squeezes around his cock.

“Fuck my daughter hard,” her druggy mommy says as she hits the pipe. “Your cock looks even bigger now” she said licking her lips. My uncle just kept fucking her tight little cunt. After a bit more fucking my uncle pulls out his bloody cock out of her cunt. She couldn’t breathe, so she had passed out. But his favorite part is wake her up with his big pcock. The way he does it is by ramming his cock in her tight little asshole. When she screams in pain her mommy covers her mouth up by blowing smoke into her mouth. “That will make her enjoy it” she says while laughing. Anything to get to be around my hot uncle.