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Kinky Ass Murder Spree

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I feel like going on a murder spree today just for the hell of it. What do you say do you want to join me? I’m going to wait outside the club as it’s letting out. All those drunk men and women stumbling around blindly trying to make their way to their waiting car or flag down a taxi. They’re ripe for the picking. Let’s grab a couple and throw them in the back of the van. Then we can drive out of the woods and practice different ways to torture them and make them bleed out. I have such a beautiful assortment of knives to cut into their flesh and watch the lovely puddles of blood growing beneath them. I want to use their blood like body paint and roll around in it with you as you fuck me. Maybe we can hack off a few limbs and leave their body parts strung up from the cabin ceiling. They do make the loveliest decorations. My cunt is so wet from offing all these innocent losers. I want you to have the most intense orgasm of your life as you help me kill victim after victim. Let’s go on a massive murder fuck spree and leave a wave of carnage behind us.

Sniveling Little Shit

Taboo phone sexOne thing that I cannot at all tolerate is when men do not act like men.  Weak men disgust me to no end.  I mention this because one such weakling decided to spend some time with me.  I could tell by the first hello I was talking to a sub-par male.  Usually the men who contact me are Strong, Fully Masculine, they are not weak in the slightest.  I was a bit surprised actually.

It was almost comical how he tried to tell me that he was a Dom.  For heaven sake, no Dom’s voice cracks, nor do they whimper when spoken to sternly.  The are Powerful in both action and voice.  I actually laughed, and when I did the whining started.  “Stop laughing at me! STOP! “whimper whimper” please stop!”  It went on and on.  The more I laughed, the more his voice broke.  I was rather comical.

I told him that he was nothing more than a sniveling little shit.  He called me a Bitch.  Like it would hurt my feelings.  Sorry love, it didn’t hurt my feelings at all.  Not in the least.  When he did I thought perhaps a miracle happened and his balls finally dropped.  However, when he heard that I was not offended or angry for the word him called me he went right back to the meek voice. 

Doesn’t it make you ill when you hear of someone saying they are a Dominant and yet they are not?  If I were a man it would piss me off, those like that make all males look bad. 

Even with all the begging, whining, and cracking voice I did have fun.  Perhaps next time he chooses to spend time with me pretending to be dominant I should take his ball sack from him.  After all it isn’t like he uses it.

Lets get started…

domination phone sexWho does he think he is? I hate pompous asswipes like this fucker right here, and you know what that calls for! I won’t stand for disrespect, if anyone is getting talked down to – it’s you. I am a superior woman who deserves the utmost respect. You should be on your fucking knees worshipping me; instead you chose to piss me off. And for that, I will make sure you suffer to the fullest extent. Once you get into your fancy fucking BMW I will follow you home. You’re far too stupid to realize someone is following you… and once you get home to your empty house because you have no one at all… I’ll simply follow right behind. You’re the kind of asshole who never locks his doors. Once I’m in, you’re done for. You’ll see me and question my presence, but you won’t be afraid. It’s your loss for completely underestimating me. My gun might change your mind, you might even fear your life when I make a quick call and my buddies show up to help. Who’s the badass now? I will force you to be the bitch you are, to show the whole world what a total piece of shit you are.  A little torture never hurt… me. I am not playing around, I am going straight for your balls. The balls you think that are sooo big that you can belittle people… well here’s an idea. Let’s squish them down… squash your precious nut sack and see how big of a man you are after that. What’s that? Tears? Oh my, and the party hasn’t even gotten started…

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I am going to bed earlier then usual tonight. As I close my eyes me and my friend are in the woods. We started our summer adventures earlier then usual this year with some camping. She is a busty brunette, who is super sexy. You could say I might have a girl crush. We are in our tent touching each others wet cunts until we hear movement outside our tent.

We both freeze and stop what we are doing. She gets out of our tent first. There is a whole bunch of men dressed in black. They look like an evil cult. They snatch her and me and bring us back to where they are all gathering at.

They start singing and bringing out knifes. They take my sexy friend and tie her up. She screams but we are so deep in the woods that it really does no good. They tie her body onto a stick. Her hands tied tight by her face around the stick and her legs wrapped around the stick and rope tied around her ankles.

Her ankles and wrist are purple and red and look like they are going to fall off because they are tied so tight. They take a knife, cutting all of her clothes off. Her naked body is squirming.

They cut her from her ass hole up to her cunt and all the way to her nipples. Blood is dripping all down her as she screams and cries. They make me watch her. They start shoving sticks up the big gash they made from her ass hole to her tits.

Her blood just gushes out, they start rubbing her blood all over them and drinking it.

Oh my gosh is this still a dream? I want to wake up now! They start dragging me next to her lifeless body as their singing gets louder. Please wake up, please wake up!

Taboo Phone Sex: This Girl is Poison

taboo phone sexYou remember that insipid song “That Girl is Poison,” by Bel Biv Devo? I hate hip hop, but that song is my anthem. I am poison. Literally. When there is a man that annoys the fuck out of me, who won’t take no for an answer, who won’t get a fucking clue that I am not interested in him, I put on my special lipstick and give him head to die for. Meet Charlie. He used to a live mother fucker. Now he a dead mother fucker. Why? Because he mistook me for some pathetic desperate needy bitch playing hard to get. Listen up ass hats. When I say move along loser, you better fucking move along.

snuff porn poison deathCharlie hit on me at the grocery store. Like my “Goth I could kill you with my eyes look” wasn’t enough of a clue. He missed the big box of tampons and bottle of Midol I was holding. His biggest mistake was grabbing my arm as I tried to get into my car. Yes, the annoying fucker followed me to my car trying to get my phone number after hearing “fuck off you annoying loser” at least a dozen times. I got in my car, took a nice deep breath, and applied my special red lipstick. “You know, you are right. Of course I want to fuck you. I bet you have a huge cock and are being so persistent because you know the only cure for my cramps is a big fucking cock,” I said sarcastically. The sarcasm of course was lost on the loser.

castration phone sexAll he heard was fuck and his dick was out of his pants. I laughed, but of course he had no clue I was laughing at his shrunken baby dick. I wrapped my lips around his sorry ass excuse for a penis, counted to 5, took my mouth off his loser dick and guzzled down some mouth wash as I watched the poison take effect in the parking lot of Krogers. The paralysis set in, which made it easy to push him into the back seat of my car, so I could toss him in a wooded area on my way home. I watched as his body transformed into some zombie plague looking creature. When his dick fell off, I started singing Queen’s “Another One Bites the Dust.” I should be getting paid for riding the world of annoying tiny dick mother fuckers. I dare you to hit on me with that shrimp dick of yours. I’m a castration junkie and I’ve got 99 problems but small junk ain’t one.

Taboo Phone Sex with a Crossbow

taboo phone sexI needed some extra cash, so I went against my nature and took a temp job in an office. I am not the kind of girl who plays well with others. I run with scissors aimed at people. I don’t fit the look, and I certainly don’t play the part of a secretary. Very hard for me to fake like I enjoy people. But, it was a week gig for some pretty good money, so I thought I could suck it up. Wrong. People’s voices got on my nerves. The constant stupid ass banter about Facebook and Twitter and whose marriage was in trouble and who was eating where. Who the fuck cares? People take a shit and they post in on their social media pages so people will know when they took a dump and how much it weighed. People need a life. The water cooler losers needed snuffed or tortured, especially the men.

castration phone sex The male office asshats were sexually harassing the Goth temp. That shit needed more than a seminar in respecting women to nip in the bud so to speak. I’m a take matters into my own hands kind of bitch anyway. I Macgyvered a little crossbow with pens, pencils, rubber bands and clips. Mixed a little drug compound that would make my targets loopy, practiced my aim from under a desk, then shot up some testicles like a hunter. I’m an evil genius. The pen would not stay lodged in their worthless nut sack. It would be like a small prick sensation (appropriate). They’d adjust the balls, go to the parking garage or the men’s bathroom where I would follow them with my big ass knife. Men with small pricks who harass women don’t deserve their balls. There are lots of reasons to castrate men, but the truth for me is that it is fucking fun as hell. Really gets me wet.

Suddenly this temp job was looking up. Any time I can castrate a man, I’m in heaven. I love removing junk.  I’d lurk at my desk like Wednesday Addams, shooting the balls of the male employees with my make shift crossbow, torture phone sex castration bitchthen stalk them to where they went next for some junk removal. When I remove the balls of a worthless piece of shit, it commands respect; it commands fear. They look me right in the eyes as I slice off their testicles, take a soldering pen to the spot to stop the bleeding and laugh. They cry, whimper, apologize, beg, but never rat me out. Too embarrassing to admit that the creepy ass temp chick took their balls because they fondled her inappropriately. I will take your junk too if you look at me funny. But they are on best behavior in the office afterwards because they know I will take their dick next. I have a collection of balls in a mason jar in my desk to remind me that no one messes with Venus, unless Venus wants to be messed.

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Ass Rape Porn & Strangulation Snuff Porn Sites

ass rape pornAss rape porn whores like me are good submissive fuck pigs. I understand that each Master of mine has unusual kinks and fetishes. It is my duty to cater to them all. The one I hooked up with last night was into erotic asphyxiation. Have you ever tried it? I love breath play. Having my oxygen cut off as I am cumming gives me the most intense orgasm ever. Master was fucking me in the ass while choking me. I got light headed, giddy, dizzy and wet as fuck. As Master was force fucking my ass and crushing my wind pipe, my pussy was leaking cum like a faucet. Cum was gushing down my legs. I could feel my eyes bulging. I am pretty sure my eyes went bloodshot from the pressure of his hands. It an amazing orgasm for me, and he gets off on the torture and pain. For my cruel master it is a sexy thought to know he could kill me by crushing my windpipe.

Master was not losing his grip on my throat after I came. He was lost in the good feeling of choking me. He said he had been surfing strangulation snuff porn sites all day for how to increase the danger, increase my pleasure. Anything more dangerous always gets this pain slut wet. He dragged me into the bedroom, tossed me on his bed and took off his belt. He wrapped it around my neck as he fucked my ass from behind. He had the belt so tight around my jugular I couldn’t breathe. I was getting faint, really dizzy. There was no air coming in. I started to fight. Claw at the belt so he would let go, but he just clenched it tighter until I blacked out.

strangulation snuff porn sitesI woke up this morning with a huge purple bruise across my throat. Finger marks on my neck. Bloodshot eyes. Veins popped on my head. Bags under my eyes. Bruises all over my body. Cum running out my ass. I even peed my bed. My voice is hoarse today and I need medical attention. I want more strangulation phone sex. Please choke me.

Obedience Training Part Two

Taboo Phone SexOnce you finally allowed me to devour your tasty cream, I regained a little strength.

The more you fed me, the stronger I would become some for the next few days you would continue to tease me, letting me suck on that hard meat, wanting the warm milk that would cum out, needing it! But you would always wait until the last desperate throat pounding of the day before you would finally unload all of my protein shake in my tired hungry mouth!

I knew you owned me and that you could easily just let me starve. That part of my training was complete.

I lived to serve you.

The next day you have me dressed in black latex. The out fit does not cover anything!

My nipples hang as I crawl on all fours and my ass and pussy are exposed.

I am fitted with a collar and a leash and you advise me that we are going for a walk!

As you walk the streets, I crawl by your side as everyone stares.

You ask a stranger if he wants to pet your bitch and I can see the bulge in his pants grow fatter!Accomplice Phone Sex

You order me to show him my cunt so I lower my bare tits to the cold pavement and stick my exposed ass in the air. I pull my pussy lips apart showing how warm and pink it is inside.

I look at you for approval and you pat my head and tell me I am a good girl while the stranger slams his hard cock inside my tight cunt!

He is fucking me so hard that my knees are scarped and bloody from the pavement and I start to cry! You give my ass a few hard slaps while the stranger continues to force his meat in my cunt!

My tight pussy is sore and gaping and the man finally pulls out and shoots his load on the side walk in front of my face!

I devour my earned treat, like a mutt jumping at a bone, licking every once of the ground as people pass by!

You looked at me and told me I was a good girl! I knew this was only the beginning of our obedience training and I was so excited to please you!

I knew I would be getting a nice treat when we got home!

 

Here, Piggy, Piggy!!

rape phone sex fantasiesI should’ve known he wasn’t a real cop. I was walking out of the bar when he stopped me. “Miss, you aren’t planning on driving, are you?” he asked, looking stern.
I laughed at him. The next thing I knew, he had me thrown against the wall. “Spread ’em, bitch.” he said, frisking me and grabbing my tits. I was scared as I was already on probation. “Don’t make me taze you.” I cowered as he reached up under my skirt and fingered my pussy. I think a man in uniform is hot, so I didn’t fight when he unfastened his uniform pants. He grabbed me by the hair and bent me over.
I felt his cop cock penetrate me deeply. I put both hands on the wall to take the force of his thrusts. His balls were banging hard against me. “Please, sir, Take me to jail, but don’t do this.” I begged. He smashed my face against the wall. “Shut the fuck up, druggy cunt. I know how you fuck all the guys around here. You didn’t give me the time of day until I was a cop.”
I knew then who he was. He was the local perv who took advantage of women when they were drunk. He was famous for roofies in ladies drinks, then taking them home to fuck them, sodomize them, and make videos to blackmail them with.
His thick cock swelled in my unwilling pussy. I felt him start to shudder and I knew he was going to spew his dirty cum deep inside me. I began to fight and scream, hearing my cries echo in the empty street. He pulled out then and spun me around. “Suck me off.” he ordered, punching me in the face.
I gobbled furiously as he pumped his load into my face, yelling obscenities, and making a scene. He left me leaning against the wall in shock as he re-entered the club, waiting for his next victim. I limped down the dark alley, bloodied and broken, heading home to find some release in druggie paradise.

Castration Phone Sex Fun: My Kind of Behead Execution Snuff Porn

castration phone sexCastration phone sex junkie is what many call me. I got a taste for taking off worthless balls when I was a young school girl. Now I take off man balls almost daily; worthless peckers too. Have you ever encountered someone so stupid you wondered how in the world they remember to breath? Sadly, dumbasses are everywhere. I swear I have a magnet embedded somewhere in my body for them. This week’s dumbass extraordinaire was Jacob. An older man who tried to pick me up at a night club last night.

I was at a Goth teen club, not some trendy meat market. I had my usual “don’t come near me or I will slice off your pecker” look on. But still, Jacob thought I looked like the kind of bitch one can pick up with cheesy lines like, “Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” Barf. Gag. Barf. Gag. Kill kill kill kill kill. More like was shot up from Hell. The asshat was not taking the clue that I wanted to be alone. He was interrupting my hunt for a yummy bitch to bring home and eat or snuff. I decided to look at this as an opportunity. I can hunt any night. How often does a dumbass walk into my life? Okay daily; scratch that. How often do I have the chance to make a behead execution snuff porn? My idea of beheading is different. I behead dicks. Cut them clear off so that the loser bleeds out.

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I played the part of a bar whore to get back to Jacob’s place. Suggested I tie him up so we could have some kinky fun. Again kinky fun means different things to different people. Jiggle some tits and ass in front of a guy and suddenly he is even more of a moron. Once tied to the bed naked, I introduced his testicles to my knife. Held them in my hand like precious gems. Then I threw them on the floor and danced on them while Jacob blubbered like a big baby. My camera was rolling. I love to capture that element of surprise when some dumbass realizes I am not going to fuck him but castrate him.

“Smile for the camera,” I said as I sliced his dick clear off. Wow. You would have thought I had a samurai sword the way his little head exploded. His dick flew in the air like a head flies off after a guillotine. There was a blood explosion from the base of his cock. I was covered in cock blood. He passed out from the pain or the blood. Either way, wuss. I left him there. Not sure what happened; but he was restrained bleeding profusely, but hopefully he will just die a slow painful death. Another douche bag bites the dust.

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