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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies for Hire

murder phone sex fantasiesMurder phone sex fantasies for hire is a thing. I was made an offer I could not refuse. A woman paid me more money than I could dream of for a contract hit on her cheating husband. She is a former porn star I met by chance a few years ago and we became fast friends. She married this really rich oil tycoon’s son. The son never worked an honest day in his life, but he did not need to because he inherited his daddy’s money. The rumor always was that junior killed daddy for the money. He was overdue some karma. I think this former porn star married for love, but their union turned sour quickly. She has an airtight prenuptial, and the only way her and her son would get anything is in his death. I have met him a few times. Real piece of work. Wife beater. Woman abuser. Self-entitled prick. I was happy to kill him for her. I did it while she had an iron clad alibi. Her now dead husband has a thing for young blonde hookers. I was not young enough for him. But we did a bait and switch at a no tell motel. I posed online as a Lolita hooker. I have been in the seedy snuff porn world long enough to know a few things. How to make murder look like an accidental overdose. How to be a chameleon to get away with murder. How to hide the money trail. How to make a man look like a bigger deviant than he is. How to leave no DNA. Men have long underestimated me as a blonde bimbo. Her rich ex never saw it coming. I wanted to castrate him and shove his dick down his throat make it look like a sex killing, but it had to look like he was hiring a jailbait street hooker to party with and fuck and that he just partied too hard. And it did. When a rich man dies, his wife is always suspect number one. But with the right accomplice phone sex partner, the wife never is indicted in murder.

Fucking Beheaded Teen Whore’s Mouth and Throat

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You set up the guillotine as I beg for you to spare my life. I promise to forget everything, to give you everything, even myself, but you won’t budge. You know that there is more fun awaiting after you chop off my head. You let the blade go, and watch my head fall into the basket below. My mouth is still open in horror, which is just perfect for you. You stick your hard cock inside of my mouth, now dead and unattached from my body, and fuck my deceased throat. Dead girls have the best gag reflex, none, so you can get as deep as you want inside of me. Your cock slides down my tongue and sticks out of my neck. I deserve to have my head be used as a pussy pocket. You don’t care what happens to teen sluts like me. You picked me off like you would pick and apple off a tree, and used me for your own desires. Now, you can truly cum down my throat.

Teen Sentenced to Death By a Thousand Hangings

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I can’t breathe!

I am hanging from the noose that you made for me. You watch me squirm and claw at the noose on my neck, you knowing that it is hopeless for me to try. As you watch me slowly lose consciousness and all the air in my lungs, you cut me down. I take a huge breath and hope that it is the end of my torture. It is not the end, of course. You have always had such fun with strangulation. Squeezing your hands around my neck was fun, but not satisfying enough to get you off. You like a bit of psychological torture with your victims as well. You like to watch me gain a bit of hope that I will live, before you set me up for another hanging. You’ll do this until I lose all hope, and hang from the noose voluntarily. From there, you can jerk off as you watch me writhe and wiggle on the rope before finally dying.

Fuck my pussy, Killer phone sex desires end in a mess

Killer phone sexHe was ready for killer phone sex with the knife at my throat, pumping into my folds hard with his thick cock. He was having fun, while I was scared – and also having lots of fun – for the end. He’d made it clear, when he cums he’s going to slash my throat, that way he’s cumming into a dying woman. One would think I’d be fighting back, throwing my fists or begging for help. Instead my hips were moving on their own, grinding up and down his thick cock and desiring all the cum I could possibly get. I needed it, I wanted it, I was hoping he’d slit my throat at any given moment so I could feel him shooting deep inside of me while my life left my body. I knew I’d spray bloody glory all over him, I was ready to take that image in with my final breath – or what would be an attempted final breath – and I wasn’t sure if I was more eager to die in a messy way, or feel his hot load enter my cunt ready and denied anything to fertilize. I’d accept my final demise with a horrific moment of cum drenched folds and an aching body. All the pains would flow away, just like his desires would flow into me.

Addicted to him

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I need a torture sex would be painful but when I got with him he told me he wanted me to be his pain whore.  My boyfriend at the time wanted to tie me up and use me with all his friends. Of course I had my reservations but I didn’t want to tell him that all I really wanted was to make him happy.  At any cost I wanted him to be content even if it meant that he was going to abuse me and make me bleed. The pain really gets to like he is King. Although I want him to or not hurting me I won’t stop if it makes him happy and gets that boner ready to pop out for me. You know I am addicted to him.

Snuff Phone Sex Season to Teach Cock Teases a Deadly Lesson

snuff phone sexSummer is near, and that means snuff phone sex season is here too. This is the time of year cock teasing twats where short skirts and shorts with half tops and all sorts of sexy outfits that make you harder than normal. Girls should not be allowed to cock tease men like you the way they do. How can you expect to be on good behavior when little whores are everywhere scantily clad teasing you like that? It is not fair. I agree. I will kill one cock tease at a time, but I much prefer to have an accomplice. I am sure you do too. I bet we would make a most excellent pair. If you have rape phone sex fantasies for little whores like I just described, then let me take the risk for you so you can have all the fun. That was what I told Ed. He was some random drunk I lulled into killing with me over the weekend. The more he drank, the more I whispered in his ear about all the little sluts in the place who were cock teasing him. We found a drunk coed who had rebuffed him many times. She was in booty shorts and a half top. It was not even warm enough for her outfit yet, but she wanted all eyes on her. She wanted to cock tease the men but not put out. She just wanted to drain their wallets. I told Ed how to lure her out of the bar, then I jumped her. She took a ride in the trunk of my car to my kill shack. Ed was just my pawn. Too dumb to know I was using him. Too drunk to care. I had him fuck that little cock tease in all her perfect holes while she bled and cried. While he fucked her ass, I slit her throat. That is because I am a sadistic phone sex accomplice. Your fuck the meat. I kill it for you. That little cunt was just one of many to come because it is time someone hold this cock teasing twats accountable for what they do to you.

Evil phone sex leaves me gasping and bleeding out

Evil phone sex“Hah-” I felt his evil phone sex knife pierce my side at the same time he thrust his hard cock deep. I’d been stabbed, deep too, a nice knife wound that’d leave me bleeding out soon enough if he didn’t help me. I got the feeling he had no intentions of doing that though, why save your victim, why spare what you can take away? Another sharp wound had me gasping for air, this one way too close to my lungs and making every single breath agonizing. It was easier not to breathe, easier to let the darkness take me while he used my cunt for his dark purposes. His seed was going to fill me, I knew that, I just wasn’t sure I’d be alive when it happened or if I’d succumb to his killer phone sex. He didn’t need to get me again, the two wounds pooled crimson onto the floor and stained my skin a dark red that contrasted nicely. My only regret was that we were indoors and the moonlight wasn’t reflecting off my aches and pains. “Oh, yes!” I heard him say as he got faster, making each moment all the more painful. I didn’t breathe, couldn’t force myself to go through that even as I panicked. That was until I suddenly woke up, my body forcing air into my lungs despite my request. I couldn’t just die, it wouldn’t be that easy, I had to slowly succumb to his desires and hold back tears with every buck of his hips into my soaked cunt. Every movement a slice deep inside me that got worse and worse and worse with every second. There’s no standard protocol to being cut up, no advice to make things easier, his hands stayed on both handles, using them as something to hold onto while he destroyed my pussy and my body with knife play phone sex. 

Killer Phone Sex Accomplice Cassandra Needs a Deviant Mind

killer phone sexKiller phone sex accomplice is what I am. As a sexy switch, I love helping men like you fuck, snuff or both, tender age ones. This guy I met in a dark net chatroom paid me a visit last night. We had arranged it, so it was not like he was stalking me. He was way better looking than his picture. He told me he uses an old picture, so that women are pleasantly surprised when they meet him. We had a date to kill. I thought we would find a cute young girl, but he had something else in mind. He wanted a little boy ass. He was in an ass rape porn mood. He thought there was no one better to accompany him on such a dark excursion than me. We crashed a teen party in a trailer park. I had on a black wig to disguise myself. My accomplice is a cop. A real one too. Badge, gun everything. I did not know that at first. It just made him hotter. He “arrested” one of the boys at the party. The one who made his dick the hardest. As we drove off, I started masturbating thinking of how this young teen boy was about to be sodomized and killed.  The boy did not realize this was not a real arrest until we pulled off at rest stop and dragged him into the woods. It was late at night, and no one was around. This was a rinky dink rest stop. The boy could not scream because he had a ball gag in his mouth.  It was hot to watch my accomplice phone sex partner fuck the boy’s ass. He fucked it hard too. Destroyed the boy’s ass, maybe even permanently. I took the ball gag out of his mouth and forced him to eat my pussy. When my cop friend slit the boy’s throat, his blood squirted on my pussy. I came as the boy was taking his last breath. Fucking hot. Hot warm blood became lube when my accomplice fucked me next to the dying boy. I love a deviant mind.  

Killer Phone Sex Mood Somedays, Most Days

killer phone sexSome days, I am more in a killer phone sex mood. And today was one of those days. I was looking at this brat for weeks. She would give you a boner. Me? She filled me with rage. She was a teen slut. I watched her practice for cheerleading in her back yard. I was out of town, staying in an Air B and B and she was just there. Looking cute and doing cute things. I could see neighbors watching her jump up and down and do some acrobatics that showed off her spankies. No doubt her neighbor men jack off to her. I assume her daddy does too. She was a hot piece of ass. But her youthfulness. Her cuteness just filled me with rage. I know I am not alone. She must cock tease half the neighborhood giving dads like you rape phone sex fantasies for her and girls like her. Well, she will not be doing that anymore. She is officially listed as a missing person. I followed her yesterday and when the coast was clear, I picked her up and drove her into the woods. I was no where near my kill shack since I was out of town, so I improvised. I found a clearing off a 4-wheel drive path. She was drugged, so I had to carry her. If she weighed 100 lbs., I would have been shocked. She came to when she was naked and tied to a tree. I wanted to skin her alive, but I could not bring all my gear with me since I had to carry an unconscious bitch, plus a bookbag of rope and a couple of my favorite knifes. I cut her flesh. Sexually mutilated her girl parts. I thought about making it look like a Satanic kill. But I decided that was too risky since I was staying next door to the whore. If you had been with me, teen rape porn would have been the way to go. I just gutted her like a pig and watched wild animals eat her entrails. Then I carved up her body and fed the rest of her to them too. No body. No crime.  She is just a runaway to the cops. Or a girl stolen for the sex trade. Only you and I know what happened and I know we aren’t telling.

Snuff Porn Auditions Can be Brutal for Women Like Me

snuff pornSnuff porn auditions are brutal. I have starred in enough snuff flicks to know that any audition is a gamble. I showed up at one a few days ago. I knew it was sketchy as fuck. The location alone screamed RUN. But I was out of coke. Marcus, my regular drug dealer, was in jail on a DUI for a few days. And a few days without coke is like an eternity without it when my mother-in-law is in town. I am sure you can relate. Do you think about doing bad things to your MIL? I know I do. The coke is the only thing that stands between me and prison for the rest of my life. I do what I must to stay at home with my sons. I had never been to the location of this casting call, but it was the worst part of town. There is a murder a day down there, or at least some death by overdose. I focused on the money, like I usually do. I let the director take some pictures of me. I guess the film was for a private collector. I soon found out this was not one of the typical snuff movies I have filmed in the past. My pictures, along with a few other desperate starlets were being auctioned off. For what I was not sure. The youngest girl was up first. She had the highest bidder. Me, and three other women watched, waiting our fate. A man came out in an executioner’s outfit, and I felt a pit in the bottom of my stomach. My gut told me to run, my addiction told me to stay. We watched in horror as this young girl was fucked and mutilated. This was not simulated snuff sex. There were body parts, entrails and lots of blood. Too much blood to be fake. Too much screaming to be fake too. I looked at the other girls and yelled RUN. We scattered like frightened mice, but only I got out. I heard the blood curdling screams but I could not save them. I did save myself though, but just barely. I think I have way more than 9 lives.